Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 3 - Sex Stories

Female Masturbation Addiction Pt. 3

... turned into one long groan.

But that didn’t last long because we both orgasmed within a minute or so. With both of us sated, Owen rolled off me and I let go of my legs, them falling to the bed, and we just lay there in post coital bliss for a couple of minutes before we heard a noise from Owen’s room.

“That was amazing,” I said, “can you do that to me every morning?”

“What if you are asleep when I climb over the balcony?”

“Still do it to me, I can’t imagine a better way to wake up and I’ll leave the balcony door open every night.”

“Deal.”

Owen got up, put his boxers back on then went and climbed over the railings again and I just lay there for a few minutes thinking about how wonderful life is, then I went and did my bathroom thing before getting myself organised for the day.

Whilst in the shower I smiled as I realised that I’d had another first, a one-on-one fuck.

My toy drawer was still slightly open and as I went to close it I changed my mind and got out my butt plug, the one with the fake purple diamond, my egg vibrator and the tube of lube. Two minutes later both were in their intended place and I started to think about what to wear. As I was going through my clothes I came across the man’s string vest, the one with million of holes big enough to put my index finger through. I put it on and was pleased that it’s length was how I remembered it in Bethany’s shop, just long enough to cover my slit and 90% of my butt cheeks.

I checked my front ...

... and back in the mirror and was pleased that I could see the purple end of the butt plug and my slit. My nipples didn’t need any checking, they’d already found their way through a couple of holes and were doing me proud.

Again there was only a handful of people in the restaurant and the coffee waiter was the only person to get a look at my tits. That didn’t bother me as it wouldn’t be long before I would be walking along the streets to the bus station wearing only that vest.

When I was getting ready to go out for the day I toyed with the idea of putting the vest in my bag and leaving the hotel naked but I chickened out, but I did get an unexpected pleasure, as I was leaving the hotel a coach was outside and around a dozen people were getting off and getting their luggage. I stood outside the door until they had all passed me to go into the hotel. Through my sunglasses I saw 3 of the men have a good look at me and my pussy and nipples started tingling.

The walk to the bus station, and the queuing to get on the bus was uneventful and the bus was just as crowded as it had been the day before. Again I had to stand in the aisle but I wasn’t complaining, there were young men sat on either side of me and both kept looking at my naked body through the holes in the vest. My arousal level was quite high by the time the bus arrived at the beach.

This time, as soon as I was off the bus I took the vest off and walked to the beach naked amongst the clothed people heading to the ...