1. Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 1


    Date: 6/1/2024, Categories: Fantasm , Exhibitionism Female exhibitionist, Group Sex Virginity Voyeurism Written by women Author: vanessa.evans

    ... had to stand right next to the plumber who was still on his back on the floor. It was only as the kettle was filling that I realised that the man was looking right up my legs to my uncovered pussy. If my right hand hadn’t been holding the kettle I’m sure that it would have moved to my pussy and started rubbing.
    
    By that time I was starting to think straight and I realised that I had a bit of an opportunity to feed my addiction.
    
    “Erm,” I said, “I’m sorry about the lack of clothes, my alarm didn’t go off and I wasn’t really expecting you until later.”
    
    By that time my right hand had moved to my pussy and my fingers were gently toying with my clit.
    
    “That’s okay luv,” The plumber said as he continued to look up my bare legs to my bare pussy, “don’t mind me, just do what you would normally do if I wasn’t here.”
    
    My brain went into over-drive, was this man really telling me to keep rubbing and bring myself off?”
    
    I looked down on him and thought,
    
    “He knows exactly what I’m doing and he’s telling me to keep going.”
    
    So I did, well until the kettle boiled when I stopped rubbing and went for a couple of mugs. As I made the tea I kept glancing down to the man and saw that he’d made no progress in fixing the leak since I had walked in. As I stood over him with a mug of tea in each of my hands I said,
    
    “So what’s the verdict, are you going to be able to fix it?”
    
    “Yes I am, I’m sure that you could have fixed it if you’d known what to look for, it just needs this ...
    ... tightening up, look, I’ll show you.”
    
    I put the 2 mugs of tea down and squat down beside him. As I went down my knees spread wide leaving my spread pussy about half a metre in front of his face. There was another couple of hours, seconds actually, where the man just stared at my pussy in silence, and I just let him, before he said,
    
    “This compression ‘U’ bend had come lose for some reason, all it needs is tightening like this.”
    
    His hand fumbled for the ‘U’ bend whilst my eyes went from his hand to his eyes which were still glued to my leaking pussy.
    
    After his hand had demonstrated tightening the ‘U’ bend joint I said,
    
    “It’s a pity that everything that leaks can’t be stopped by gripping it in your hand and twisting.”
    
    I think that he must have still been thinking about my pussy because I saw him blush a little.
    
    I waited until his demonstration ended then got to my feet and my right hand went straight to my pussy and started toying with my clit and the man got to his feet and said,
    
    “Would you like to try it luv?”
    
    I thought for a second then said,
    
    “Okay, you never know when I may want to stop a leak.”
    
    I got down on my hands and knees with my head under the sink and my right hand went to the waste pipe connector and tried to tighten it.
    
    This time the man was squat down behind me and I just knew that he was looking at my pussy again but he did say,
    
    “Yes, that’s it. Grip it and try turning it clockwise.” Which I already was trying to do.
    
    As I ...
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