Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 1 - Sex Stories

Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 1

... video of this.”

I kept rubbing and looking up and less than a minute later 3 mobile phones were pointing down at me.

Needless to say that it didn’t take long for my addiction to be satisfied and it was an intense one, my body going rigid for a few seconds before it started to shake. It wouldn’t surprise me if those 3 guys didn’t hear me swearing just before it arrived.

The waves of pleasure were just about history when I heard a man’s voice say.

“Can I get you anything to drink madam?”

I opened my eyes and saw a guy wearing black trousers and a white shirt and carrying a tray with some empty glasses on. To be honest, I was a bit shocked. In the split second before I opened my mouth to reply, my mind had had many thoughts and questions,

Had he seen me playing with myself?

Had he seen me cumming?

Did he like what he saw?

Was I in trouble for being totally naked out there?

Oh shit, am I going to get asked to leave the hotel?

“Err, no thanks.” I replied.

As he turned to walk away I looked down my body and saw that my legs were still wide apart and my hands were gripping the sides of the lounger. As the waiter disappeared round a corner I heard clapping and I looked up to see all the 3 guys had stopped videoing me and were clapping me.

Thinking that maybe I should have asked the waiter to get me a strong drink I got to my feet, looked up at the guys, smiled and did a curtsey before picking up my belongings and heading for my room. As I got ...

... beside the pool I realised that I was still totally naked and that I could see a couple of guys looking at me. My heart was still pounding but I didn’t need another fix right then but I did need to cool down a bit so I put my belonging on a vacant lounger and dived into the pool.

Oh what a feeling, I’d never swum naked before and the feeling of the water rushing passed the parts of me that my old one-piece covered was just amazing. As I surfaces I swore to myself that I’d go swimming every day.

A couple of lengths later I climbed out, collected my things and continued my journey back to my room. As I walked into the lobby I was half expecting someone to say something about my lack of clothes but no one said a word, not even the new guests that were queueing to register. Although my brain did register that some of them had seen me.

I almost sprinted up the stairs to the second floor then sauntered along to my room.

Dropping my belonging on one of the beds I went out onto my balcony and was a little disappointed that no one was on the balconies of the rooms either side of mine. But at the same time I didn’t want there to be any guys out there. Although I wanted to to be seen naked and, hopefully, fucked whilst on holiday I was nervous and shy about starting social conversations with guys.

As I stood at the railings looking down and around I decided that if, when, the opportunity arose I would just go for it, after all, I was only there for a couple of weeks and I’d ...