Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 3 - Sex Stories

Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 3

... than her. The guy turned to the girl and was saying something to her when I saw his head shake sideways then stop talking. I knew that he’d seen me and he then said something and the girl turned and looked at me.

I felt my pussy suddenly get a lot wetter.

As the couple continued to stare at me I couldn’t help myself and my right hand went to my pussy and my fingers started toying with my clit.

I could see the couple talking to each other and I wished that I could have heard what they were saying but I did see that the couple’s hands parted and as they both fully turned to look at me the guy put his arm around the girl’s neck and his hand was either right in front of one of her tits, or actually on it.

By then my arousal level was rising quickly and my fingers were getting busier. The couple watched me as I took myself to the edge and over it.

Once my body stopped jerking and shaking I looked at the couple and saw the guy turn to face the girl, pull her to him and give her a long kiss. Then they quickly walked away and I wondered if they were rushing to get back to their hotel room to fuck. I smiled as I was sure that the guy would be thinking of me as they fucked.

I continued people watching for a while then got up and left the lounger to continue my walk back to my hotel. As I walked I thought about that young couple and the girl just wearing a thong bikini bottoms and I decided that one day I would walk all along that path wearing just the only knickers ...

... that I’d brought with me, the strings only G-string. I considered doing the walk totally naked but there were too many older people and kids around and I guessed that at least one of them wouldn’t be happy and call the police.

I got to an area where there was a row of shops, some of them selling the usual seaside junk, but one of them had racks of clothing out the front, and inside as well, so I went and started browsing. Yes, the string vest covered my body but was hiding nothing, and anyone who really looked at me could see my tits, butt and slit, but I couldn’t wear that every day.

Inside the shop the section that caught my eye was the sarongs. Ignoring the full length ones I zeroed-in on the very small ones that were displayed alongside a ***********ion of scarves, all made of flimsy fabric so designed to be worn as accessories not something to keep you warm.

I ***********ed a couple of chiffon scarves, a couple of chiffon mini sarongs and a chiffon summer dress. All were see-through, some with patterns printed on them, then I looked for somewhere to try them on. Whilst I was looking I remembered Bethany’s shop and wondered if I dare try them on right where I was, in the middle of the shop.

Whilst I was thinking that I saw just one curtained cubicle that had a couple of boxes of something on the floor in it, indicating that it wasn’t used as a changing room very often. The other thing about it was that half the curtain hooks were broken so when I tried to close ...