Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 3 - Sex Stories

Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 3

... drinking my cola and diddling my clit.

Shortly after I’d had my first sip of the cola I had another idea and I got out my GoPro and set it up on one off the chairs at the table then turned my chair to face it. I got a good 10 minutes of video of my pussy because I kept my knees wide open and I kept laying back in the chair, pretending to enjoy the view over the beach.

I was going to have a lot of video editing to do when I got back to England so that I could post the videos on my camgirl site.

The sun hadn’t felt as hot on my skin that day so after the drink I went and found another space for me to sunbathe. I chose a spot not far from a group of youngish people who were all wearing swimming costumes, even bikini tops, and I lay on my back with my legs wide open. The sun on my pussy really did feel good, especially after I’d turned the egg back on.

I’d positioned my towel so that my feet were nearest to the group and I could look along my body, over my bald pubis, between my feet and see what they were doing and, more importantly, where they were looking. And with my sunglasses on I could watch them without them realising.

A few times I saw a couple of the guys take a quick look my way but one of the girls seemed to stare at me a lot, enough to make me wonder if she fancied me.

As I lay there I wondered what it would be like to have sex with a girl. It would be another first that I wasn’t sure that I wanted to have so I decided to do a little experiment and ...

... my right hand went to my pussy and started slowly rubbing. I wanted to see if I would get as aroused as much as if it was a man watching me.

I knew that it wasn’t a scientific experiment but I hoped that it would give me a general idea but it didn’t. My rubbing got more intense and I did cum but I couldn’t decide if it was because a girl was watching me or because I was just horny as hell before I started, or if it was just my addiction that needed feeding..

Anyway, as my high receded into just a memory I realised that it wasn’t just the girl that had been watching me, it looked like she had told her mates and quite a few of them were staring at me. I smiled to myself and wondered what they were saying about me. No doubt they were saying that I was a slut, maybe even a whore, but I didn’t care, I was a happy whatever and my addiction had been fed.

I stayed there for about another 30 minutes before going for another swim. Shortly after I went into the water most of that group went in as well and they were swimming and messing around right where I was. I just floated and relaxed, occasionally bumping into one of them.

When I got out I decided that it was time to leave the beach and I gathered my belongings by turning my back to the group and bending at my waist with my feet well apart. As I put my things in my bag I knew that they’d have a great view of my pussy and my butt plug.

As I headed to the bus stop. I again, didn’t put the vest on until I got to the bus ...