My first story contd.

[opaqueph2000]

Once i had finished coming over Toms face he moved his head back and looked at me, smiling. I smiled back at him and looked down at my legs. There were several ladders running down the inside of my thighs from the hole in my tights. I said to Tom that i think we should head back to the car, and he agreed. I knew i somehow had to pay Tom back for what he had just done to me on the gate, and i wanted it to be special for him.
We decided that we should carry on in the direction we were going, as it wasnt really any further than if we just headed back the way we had come. I climbed over the gate and dropped down into the puddle in my nyloned feet, sending dirty splash marks right up both my legs to my knees. The muddy bottom of the puddle was really soft, and i could feel it oozing into my tights between my toes.
I stood there and watched as Tom climbed the gate, the dirty brown water pouring from his trainers as he swung his legs over. He lowered himself down gently into the puddle.
We just started to walk away from the gate when Tom swore, I asked him what was up, and he said he had forgotten to pick my shoes up. I said i know and that i didnt want them. He looked suprised at me when i said i didnt want them, as i am not normally in the habit of leaving my shoes behind, but i just explained to him that I was so horny, and i really wanted to be stuck out here with out any shoes, it just felt really risque and naughty, especially when there was a chance of meeting other people. I just wanted to live a bit dangerously, and besides, the shoes were old cheap things anyway.
Tom seemed more than happy for me to continue shoeless, and was right when he pointed out that with the state of my torn muddy tights, any one we met would be thinking all sorts about us anyway.
we conitnued walking down the track, which was still really wet and muddy, and my feet, which were now the same colour as the mud were slipping around quite alot, and every time i lifted a foot up, i could feel the mud pulling at the nylon on my feet. I was also getting quite a draft between my legs from the hole in my tights as it was now totally exposed to the elements. A fact Tom was not forgetting as his hand occasionally managed to find its way up the front of my skirt.
I told Tom to take off his shoes, as i was really enjoying walking in the soft mud, and knew that he would too. He didnt take much convincing as he stopped and removed his trainers, revealling his feet in what were earlier a nice bright white pair of tights, but mainly because of the puddle by the gate, were now not that much cleaner than mine.
We carried on, and now Tom was in his nyloned feet i knew he would be ridiculously horny, as was i still. I rubbed his crotch as we walked, and he felt like he was ready to explode in his trousers. We walked through another couple of fields, always keeping an eye out for anybody, as if we did see anyone Tom would have quickly put his shoes on, (its one thing for a girl to be seen out in muddy tights, but it is a bit different for a bloke) but as luck would have it, there was no one in sight.
Eventually the track led us out of the fields and into a small wood, which we knew would lead back to the road where the car was. we had to be carefull where we stood in the wood, as although the ground was not as muddy there were (obviously) alot of tree roots which hurt if you stood on them, as i found out.
A couple of hundred yards or so into this wood, i heard the lovely sound of running water and we both instinctively headed over a small bank to find the source. It was a lovely little stream about eight to ten foot wide, and not to deep. We headed down to it and Both stepped straight off the bank into the water, which came up to just below our knees. It was quite cold but not unbearable, and as soon as we were in the water you could see the mud coming off our tights, mine especially as my legs were on show. We both looked down at our nyloned feet through the water, which were actually starting to look white again. Tom went back to the bank and one at a time lifted his feet up onto the bank and i watched as he rolled up his wet jeans to his knees, revealling his legs encased in the wet nylon, through which his hairs showed through nicely.
Once Tom had finished with his jeans, i took his hand and led him across the stream, both of us treading carefully as it was quite rocky. Once over the other side, still in the water, i lifted the back of my skirt up and sat down on the bank, making sure to be sat just on my tights, not my skirt. As soon as i sat down i could feel the damp mud soak through my tights, which i imagined probably wouldnt look that attractive, a nice big brown stain on my bum, but hey. Tom sat next to me, putting his trainers down beside him, and we had a cigarette.
As we smoked, we both dangled our legs in and out of the water, watching it dripping out of the nylon, which was now just a dirty shade of grey/brown. My tights, which probably could have done with pulling up a bit at some time, were very loose and wrinkled around my ankles and feet, and i also noticed that the crotch, what was left of it, was a good couple of inches lower than it should have been, as with the way i was sat, i could just see it below my skirt.
I finished my cigarette and put my hand on Toms lap, he still had a rock hard erection and i felt really guilty. I started to undo his fly, and he lent back a bit to make it a bit easier. Once undone i slipped my hand in and rubbed it up and down his nylon covered erection, i then wrapped my fingers around it through his tights. As i teased his erection i lifted my foot that was furthest from him up out of the water and bent my leg round so that my ankle was resting on my thigh, and the sole of my foot was facing directly at Tom.
We both looked at the ruined nylon that was covering my foot. There were four seperate small holes in the nylon, all quite small, but all with little ladders coming from them. There was one just between the big toe and the next one in, which was just big enough to allow you to see the sides and between my toes, two next to each other under the ball of my foot and the biggest one was smack bang in the middle of my heel, with a ladder coming up and round the back towards my ankle.
We spoke about how horny we both were and how much we enjoyed doing all this, and as we spoke, i continued teasing Toms prick as he put a hand on my foot and played with the wet nylon. Tom then laid back, and i put my foot back in the water and laid down next to him. I climbed on top of him and we kissed really passionately as i straddled his body with my legs, kneeling on the soft dirt either side of him.
We kissed for quite a while, then i moved off to the side of him and undid his belt and jeans. I then took hold of the nylon that was holding his straining prick in and pushed my finger straight through. I tore his tights open enough to release him and instantly took him into my mouth. Tom reached across with his hand and stuck his fingers straight up my pussy as i slowly moved my mouth up and down his length, while teasing the shaft with my hand. God i hope no-one was watching us.
After only about a minute, Tom told me to stop, as he wanted to come in my pussy, not my mouth. This more than suited me, and as Tom got up, i turned around, staying on all fours. I looked over my shoulder and saw Tom pulling off his jeans, till he was knelt behind me in just his tights and top. I then felt Tom grab hold of my tights by my backside and rip them wide open, baring my arse cheeks.
The next thing i felt was Toms rock hard shaft enter me. He felt absolutely huge and i thought he was going to split me in two as he started to thrust himself into me. I knew it would only last a matter of seconds, as Tom pushed himself harder and harder into me, holding onto my arse cheeks for support. I felt myself starting to come as he kept banging into me and i struggled to keep myself quiet as all of a sudden i felt Tom tense up. I then felt his hot sperm shoot deep inside me, harder than i have ever known it before and i could not help but let out a little scream as I felt myself come, my hole body quivering with relief.
Tom milked himself dry inside my pussy and as soon as he had finished he got up and put his jeans straight back on. As soon as my body would allow, i stood up and pulled up what was left of my tights, though it was quite pointless really as now they were ripped open so badly that there was no nylon left between my legs and my whole arse felt bare.
I lifted my skirt up and had a good look at what was left of my tights, they actually looked more like stockings now, as they were only attached to the panty bit by about a third of what they should be, and there were large ladders going down my thighs nearly right round my legs from the massive hole Tom had put in them. I put my skirt back down and had a look at how much of the damage it covered, and it just came down to what was now the tops of my tights inbetween my legs where they used to be attached to the crotch.
We gave each other a kiss, then waded back through the stream to the path, and as i walked i could feel Toms sperm and my juices running down between my legs, right down to the tops of my tights. I felt like such a dirty bitch but i was loving it, it was such a buzz being out like this. As we walked i could feel my tights creeping down my legs as there was nothing to hold them up, and Tom told me that from the back you could see the 'tops' of my tights between my legs under my skirt, and that they really did look like stockings, albeit stockings with alot of ladders in them, most of which nearly reached my knees.
After about 5 minutes walking we came to the road on which the car was parked, though it was a few hundred yards from where we were. It wasnt a busy road, but we had heard the occasional car use it, and Tom offered to walk down on his own to get the car, if i didnt fancy risking being seen. I told him not to be so silly, i wasnt that bothered about being seen, especially by people in cars that were going about sixty miles an hour.
So we left the wood and walked off down the road, the tarmac feeling quite rough underfoot, but not uncomfortable. Tom was still in just his tights and jeans, with his trainers in his hand. I couldnt help but keep looking at my feet as we walked down the road, as my tights were now all bunched up around the ankles, and very loose again over my feet. They felt like they were constantly falling down, though i knew they could only go so far. We could see the car up ahead and actually thought we might make it with out being seen but then from further down the road we saw a car appear. I just held Toms hand and we both laughed as we watched the car approach, and as it passed us we saw it was an old couple giving us right dirty looks.
Finally we made it to the car, and once in we had another kiss before setting off back to the camp site, and all the way there we could not keep our hands off each other, Toms hand only letting go of what was left of my tights when he needed to change gear.
Once back at the tent, we both dived inside and started to molest each other again, this time though, we were both in just our tights, and took alot more time over it, enjoying the look and feel of our ruined tights and the fun we had doing it.

[Duell]

Realy like your story. Though i'am not a guy who loves to wear tights. This story got me turned on !

[opaqueph2000]

Thankyou, i am glad you liked it.