Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 1 - Sex Stories

Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 1

... backed out and got to my feet I saw that he’d stepped to one side and was right in front of me when I got up and I saw his eyes looking at my tits and their rock hard and tingling nipples.

After another couple of seconds silence I stepped back and picked up my mug of tea. I leant back against the counter and moved my mug to my lips to take a sip.

“So, have you lived here long?” The man finally asked.

“A few months, sorry about the lack of clothes, I slept late and wasn’t expecting you until later.” I replied and then felt stupid because I’d already said the last bit.

“That’s okay luv, you’re not the first naked young lady that I’ve seen on this job.”

“Get many do you?”

“A few, mainly in the student accommodation but you’re the first one that’s been playing with herself.”

I realised that I was holding my mug in my left hand and that my right hand had moved to my pussy.

“Oops, sorry, I didn’t realise, I’m not trying to seduce you, it’s just that I can’t stop myself, I’m an addict.”

“A junkie, drugs and all that?”

“No, hell no, I just can’t stop playing with myself, I have to make myself cum at least a dozen times a day.”

“Wow, a sort of masturbation addict, I’ve never heard of that before, well don’t let me stop you, I’ve watched my wife rub one out for me lots of times.”

I put my mug down and the fingers on my right hand moved a lot faster. With the man watching me, especially from so close, it only took a couple of minutes for me to reach, ...

... then go over the edge and I became a satisfied girl.

“Feel better?” The man asked.

“Yes, thank you for watching me. It’s so much more of a rush when a man watches me.”

“Wow, I don’t know what to say, that was amazing, I wish that I could get jobs like this every day. I think that I should go now before my marriage vows get tested.”

I smiled at the man, me still a bit high on the euphoria of just having cum. The man picked-up his tool box and started heading for the door. I followed him and when I let him out I saw my regular voyeur walking down the street towards me. I waited, watching the plumber drive off, and just stood there totally naked with my front door still wide open until my voyeur was right in front of my house. Then I stepped back and closed the door.

*****

The day of my holiday finally arrived and I was so excited. I’d had my suitcase packed and re-packed for weeks. The only clothes that were in it were those that I’d bought from the Young Ladies Fashion Emporium. During the week between my last going to Bethany’s shop and me going on holiday I’d thought about her offer of me modelling her clothing for images to go onto her website and decided that I’d go back to the shop as soon as I could after my holiday and tell her that I wanted to do it.

I’d also thought about her other website, the one where she has photographs and videos of her naked and having sex, and decided that I wanted to be on that as well. I’d decided that if I didn’t lose my ...