Toms frustration 2

The sun was still shining brightly at 8.00pm on this Thursday night in late July. Tom and Sophie had just finished a 1.5 litre bottle of cider purchased from the local convenience store. The alcohol had been purchased by Sophie’s older sister, Shannon, who looked older than her 16 years. She didn’t mind doing this for Sophie as it got Sophie out of the flat and the bedroom they shared so she could have her boyfriend over for the evening. The two had talked about sex with their boyfriends and Shannon knew Sophie was quite shy so did not want her around when embarking on a marathon sex session.

Tom looked at Sophie, her beautiful face basking in the sun. “Shall we open the other bottle?” he asked. He had plans. Sophie wasn’t a big drinker and they had sunk the first bottle in less than 20 minutes between them. Tom had made sure Sophie had the lions share and she was already feeling light headed.

“Sure, baby! It’s making me feel drunk already” she giggled as she flicked her hair from her face and smiled at her boyfriend. She looked back over to the river to see the angler on the opposite bank packing his equipment up for the day. The pair had come to this spot before because it was so secluded and not easily accessible, which deterred dog walkers and such like. It was becoming their favourite place to be because of this and their friends didn’t know where to find them, affording them much privacy. The pair did enjoy their friends company but when they were with them, they did tend to smoke too much pot. Tom didn’t like that because it would make Sophie lethargic and even less interested in sex. He didn’t want her feeling like that tonight. They had been a couple for nearly a month now and Tom was quite confident he could get Sophie to go further than she ever had before, with a little help from the cider.

Tom took a small swig from the bottle and handed it to Sophie. He watched as she pressed her lips to the neck of the bottle and gulped a few greedy mouthfuls which led to a small spillage down her chin and onto her small cleavage. “Wow, can I clean that up for you” Tom asked. Sophie’s cheeks were swollen with a mouthful of cider she was trying to swallow so she gestured with a slender hand towards the opposite river bank where Mr Angler was still putting his gear away. Tom looked over to where she had pointed and was pleased to see that the man would soon be gone. Sophie wiped away the trickle from her chin and chest, pulling her pale yellow blouse away from her body to do so. This revealed a nice small pair of titties contained in a pretty white bra which Tom didn’t fail to notice. He did like her tits but that was all she had ever offered him and he was more than curious to have more of her. He looked down to her crotch which was covered by her denim skirt and Tom knew she was wearing knickers to match her bra after sneaking a peek when they had first settled on the lush grass. His gaze travelled down her lovely long tanned legs to her dainty little feet from which she had kicked off her trainers to reveal freshly painted bright red toe nails. He thought about coming all over her feet and seeing his whitish fluid contrasting with the bright varnish. It wasn’t something he had ever thought much about before. He had seen things like that on the porn sites he used and just flicked past it but for the first time in his life he was getting turned on by someone’s feet. His cock began to tingle and show signs of life, something that always happened when he was with Sophie, for one reason or another. He gently put his hand on Sophie’s knee and stroked downwards, over her smooth velvety shin and then her foot. His cock started to grow harder but the moment was cut short by Sophie:

“Pass the Cider back, greedy guts.” As she said this she let out a small belch which made her giggle and it was clear to Tom she was quite drunk now. “Here you go babe, save me some though” He said this in the hope that it would make her drink more and was quite disappointed when she took a small sip and handed him back the bottle.

“I need to pee” she said holding her hand over her mouth as if it were a very bad thing to say.

“Well go then” Tom replied casually. Boys did it all the time so Tom didn’t think it any different if a girl needed to pee in public.

“I can’t just pee anywhere. Where do you suggest I go? I haven’t got any tissue”

Tom scanned the immediate area. There were plenty of trees and a few rocks and bushes. To him there was no end of places for her to pee. “Go behind that rock” he said pointing at the one closest to them. Sophie looked at him wide eyed as if he had suggested something disgusting but still, she contemplated doing it. “I do need to go, I’m gonna wet myself if I don’t go soon.” She let out a nervous giggle as she pushed her fist into her crotch and started to bob up and down. “If you wet yourself you’ll only wish you had gone behind the rock” Tom offered, giggling. Sophie got to her feet very quickly, again revealing a flash of her white knickers. She darted to the rock and hoisted her skirt up to her belly and squatted down out of sight. Tom didn’t know what to do, whether to leave her in privacy or, more what he wanted, go and watch her peeing. He rolled over to where she had been sat and saw her pretty little feet from behind the rock, her white knickers rolled down around her ankles. He heard her start to pee then took his chance. She wouldn’t be able to stop “mid stream” so he crawled round a bit further and saw the very thing he had been wanting to see for weeks, her sweet little pussy. Sophie’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut, she was obviously enjoying the relief as Tom took in the first sights of her soft downy looking pubic hair that surrounded a deep pink pair of pussy lips. He watched in awe as the golden fluid spurted a few feet from his girlfriend’s box and listened to her sighing with relief while he started to stroke his cock through his shorts. He rose to his knees to get a better view when she opened her eyes to see him watching her. Sophie noticed the bulge between her boyfriend’s legs and to Tom’s surprise she did not berate him for spying on her. She smiled slightly and carried on peeing, a steady jet which was starting to slow down and then to a trickle. They both looked down at her cunt, Sophie holding her arm across her stomach to keep her clothes away, as she started to squeeze the last drops out of her perfect pussy until no more was to come.

“You dirty boy”, Sophie teased. “You like to watch me pee do you?”

Tom didn’t know whether it was the act itself or the fact that he was seeing her down there for the very first time that had turned him on so much, either way he knew he had a raging hard on! “It was nice to see, would be better if you were naked” he dared.

“Tom! Please don’t start that again. We’ve talked about this!” Hmm, he thought. We haven’t talked, you’ve told me what you don’t want – no discussion. “I know baby, but you are so sexy, you really turn me on I can’t help wanting more, can I?”

Sophie relented. She didn’t feel particularly dignified with her pussy pointing towards him and her crouching on her haunches. Blades of grass in front of her were glistening in the sunlight and she wanted to cover herself. “I need to wipe, can you find anything?” Tom looked around him. The opposite river bank was now deserted and he saw nothing suitable for Sophie’s immediate need. He looked back at her and started to shrug his shoulders and then stopped and let a smile slowly appear on his face. “You’ll have to use your knickers and then go commando” He said this more in hope than expectation but to his surprise, Sophie stood up and stepped out of her knickers. It was an amazing sight for Tom as the most beautiful girl he had ever seen was stood before him with her skirt rolled around her midriff and her fantastic pussy in full glorious view. As she bent to pick up her knickers her pussy lips parted slightly and Tom could see the pink flesh shining between the soft pubic hairs. It was a brief viewing as Sophie stood up straight again. She shook her knickers out of the twisted roll they had become and put them down towards her pussy when she stopped. She looked at Tom and turned her back on him displaying the most perfect ass. Her lily white ass cheeks looked extremely soft against the tanned legs beneath them. Tom watched as she parted her legs slightly and he watched the delicate white material between her legs as she wiped herself gently and then rolled her skirt down to cover her beautiful ass again. She turned to face Tom as she thrust her soiled knickers into the front pocket of her skirt. She pulled him towards her and gently kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear, “I can see that fucking huge thing between your legs, you know. I know what you want to do with it and I’m sorry Tom. It’s not that I…, I just can’t”

They moved back round to where they had been and Tom picked up the cider bottle. Although Sophie had seemed a little more uninhibited than usual what she had just said to Tom was enough for him to admit defeat for the moment. He swigged the cider lazily and Sophie held out her hand to take the bottle from him. She took it and again took a greedy mouthful which made her belch quietly. Tom watched as she started to unbutton her shirt to reveal her bra. It’s all very nice, he thought but the novelty has worn off. He had seen her tits, played with them, sucked her nipples and she had felt his cock through his shorts so many times now that it had almost become a ritual. Not once had he cum in the presence of his girlfriend and tonight seemed to be the same. Still, he looked over at Sophie with her blouse completely unbuttoned now. He saw her solid erect nipples behind her bra and knew she was feeling as horny as him. Why doesn’t she go further then? She must be teasing herself too. I wonder if she’s wet down there. He tried to satisfy his curiosity on his final thought but Sophie was sat with her legs flat to the ground and closed tightly together.

“Do you want to take my bra off?” she asked in a slur. Tom did want to take her bra off but he didn’t want it to stop there either. “Yes Sophe, I do. I want to take your bra off, then your skirt and then I want to………..

“Please Tom. I can’t.” She drunk from the bottle, “I haven’t done anything like it before, I don’t know what…..”

“What HAVE you done before?”

“What do you mean, Tom? Everything I’ve ever done has been with you. You know that.”

“What about when you’re on your own. At night. When you get sexy feelings. Do you do anything then?”

Sophie looked at Tom, knowing exactly what he meant. And yes, she did do something. She would play with her lovely young fresh twat until it made her whole body go funny and make her want to scream. The feelings she got when she played with herself down there was better than anything she had ever known. She sometimes used her hair brush to rub up and down her clit. She would push the handle inside her, just a few inches before it started to hurt but it was always nice. She couldn’t describe the feelings she got but she did know it to be called an orgasm. She knew her sister did similar things to herself because she heard her doing it some nights and once she had walked in on her finger fucking herself. She would never admit it to anyone, but when Sophie saw her sister writhing naked on the bed with her fingers inserted in to her pussy she immediately felt sexy. When she felt like that, her nipples would go hard and grow big and her pussy would get wet. She sometimes tasted her fingers after they had been rubbing her wet pussy and she liked the taste. It was all good but should she admit any of it to her boyfriend?

The alcohol won, as always. “Er, yes Tom. I do. I touch myself sometimes” She felt herself redden with embarrassment. The sun had since disappeared behind an angry looking cloud and the temperature was dropping but Sophie felt like she was burning up and she took another gulp from the bottle and carried on “It makes me feel nice. I feel a sensation all over my body. I do it when I feel sexy or horny as you call it. I feel like that now. I can do it now if you like”

It was what Tom had been hoping for. Perhaps he could ease her into full sex gradually and now he was heading in the right direction. She may even get so worked up that she might beg him to put his big cock inside her right there and then. “Please do. I want to watch you make yourself cum. I make myself cum all the time, Sophe. It’s fine. It’s good for you.” He watched as she led back on to the grass. The light was fading rapidly, especially for this time of the year but he wasn’t going to miss a second of this. She hoisted her skirt up to her belly again and ran her index finger down the slit of her cunt and felt her wetness immediately. She slowly massaged herself with one hand, paying much attention to her clit. She stopped suddenly and Tom thought she had changed her mind but instead she reached behind her and unhooked her bra strap. She expertly removed her bra without removing her blouse to reveal her rock solid small nipples. She lay back down and started to work furiously at her cunt with one hand while the other started massaging her tits and pinching her nipples. She began to moan lightly and Tom took his throbbing cock from his shorts. He was tempted to push his manhood into her hand but remembered what happened last time he forced his cock on her. She turned and ran away and he didn’t want that to happen now! He started to stroke his long shaft as he watched his girlfriend fingering her tight little pussy and moaning with pleasure when they heard the rumble of not too distant thunder. Neither stopped pleasuring themselves as the sky grew darker and darker until it was lit with bolts of lightning that lit up Sophie’s beautiful face which was getting redder with excitement. Tom inched closer to his girlfriend while wanking off and watching her, listening to the soft squelches of her juices as her fingers slipped in and out of her cunt. His cock was just inches from her sexy little feet and he knew he would blow his load all over them, just as he had fantasised about earlier. More lightning and a huge clap of thunder triggered the first drops of rain which very quickly turned in to a downpour. “Shit, shit, shit!” Tom exclaimed. Sophie quickly picked up her bra. She stood up, her own juices mingling with the rain on her upper thigh and she buttoned up her blouse and rolled her skirt back down.