Part 1: No Cummies Yet; bathtub masturbation

My body developed young and I figured out very quickly the effect this had on boys and men. I love to show off and I love to tease. My favorite thing was watching them struggle to maintain eye contact when my cleavage was practically pressed up to my chin. Boys my age were bad at hiding it, they would gawk with their mouths open practically drooling. I loved the thought that they were examining me and memorizing my curves. I imagined them taking that same drool and jerking off while they thought about me. When boys would stare I couldn’t help picturing them furiously stroking their wet slobbery cocks fantasizing about me. I loved to picture their faces scrunch up as they grunt through a massive orgasm that I inspired.

Men were more of a challenge. They tried not to look. I especially loved married men when they were with their wives. I’d always imagine them getting all worked up looking at my sweet petite body then fucking their wives extra hard thinking about me. At the end of the day they were all the same. No matter what age I knew I was on their mind as their cocks burst. I knew my innocent little body was what let them blow a nice full satisfying load.

Everybody wins right? Wrong! One big problem; I couldn’t cum. Like never ever. I feel like I tried everything. The closest I ever got was when I was home alone and I decided to take a nice hot bath and try to give myself my first orgasm. I added lots of oil to the water so my skin would feel nice and soft. The hot water was all around me and I could few myself getting excited already. Because I knew I had the time and because I was already being so bad I noticed my razor and thought it would be a good idea to shave my pussy first.

I rubbed a generous amount of conditioner all over my pussy and slowly and carefully started shaving off all the hair. I let my fingers glide all over my soft slippery skin until I couldn’t feel even the slightest prickle of hair. When I was done by pussy looked so fresh and beautiful; not to mention it was absolutely throbbing at this point!

I flung my legs up over the edge of the bathtub. I turned on a nice steady stream of warm water and laid back as it gushed all over my privates. My shaved bare skin made me extra sensitive and I was already moaning. I reached up and turned the knob so the stream got a little stronger. As that first big splash of warm stimulation hit he I let out a little yelp. I could feel myself building up and I just tried to relax. Truthfully I had felt the build up before. My eyes fluttered and my hearty started to race. The water was so intense and yet so gentle at the same time. I turned up the knob and I was already on full blast. The torrent of hot liquid was making love to my delicate clit. I could feel myself building up more and more. My teeth were clenched I was gasping and hoping “please let me cum, oh god please just push me over the edge.” I wanted to feel it. I wanted to experience an orgasm rip through me. All the boys in my class got to crank out a load if I would so much as let them sniff my slender neck. A giggly little bounce of my cleavage and a fingertip on my soft shiny wet lips is all they would need. Why not me?! I was close and I could feel it. I could feel the tension building the the breaking point. My legs were spread as far as they would go. I laid there like a slut pushing my pussy forward offering myself completely to the faucet as it ravaged me. I started to squint and my lip started to quiver “yes… please!” I though. Fuck I was so frustratingly close, but then — “Emily, we’re home!” I heard my dad shout from downstairs.

The moment was ruined. I turned off the tap and sulked for a moment. My eyes glossy with tears of frustration. “Fuck.” I pouted. I reached my hand down and cupped my pussy. It was swollen and red. I normally have an innie, but being so turned on my lips were fully bloomed and spread.

I got dried off and as I pulled up my panties a could see my slit was still drooling and tingling. “Oh well I thought. Better luck next time.”