Flight Attendant Shares Exhibitionist Fantasy Of Masturbating For Men - Sex Stories

Flight Attendant Shares Exhibitionist Fantasy Of Masturbating For Men

... listened as they talked about my body, my excitement growing. I lowered one arm and started fingering my clit. I let the reality become fantasy and the fantasy become reality. I get off equally to both. As I freed myself, eventually masturbating openly, they became more vocal. It couldn’t have been more erotic for me. Not once opening my eyes, letting their voices drive me, I pleasured myself nonstop to a beautiful exhibitionist orgasmic high. Also as a flight attendant, on my favorite tropical layover, Hawaii, as sunset approached and after everyone had left, I discreetly slipped off my bikini while swimming in the rooftop pool of our Honolulu hotel. I let it sink to the bottom, swam to the ladder and climbed out naked and walked sexily toward a male flight attendant friend I enjoy flying with. We hid two chairs behind the elevator tower and, as the sun set and the beautiful Hawaiian night sky opened up for us, we conversed as I masturbated. One of the things I like about him is that he completely understands the exhibitionist side of me and has suggested daring places for me to ‘perform’ although, this time, the rooftop of our hotel was my idea. When I showed him, he gave his approval. ‘You thought of this yourself? I’m impressed. Now show me how you pleasure yourself!’ (he knows I like that kind of talk) At home, I perform a ‘masturbation show’ for a group of friends who also understand and accept the exhibitionist in me. We meet weekly for beers (Tequila shots for me) at ...

... a local bar and continue the party at my place where I change into an outfit I have chosen or one that they sometimes kindly provide. When I reappear, I perform a dance and striptease in a sexy Latina style. The outfit of choice for them is my actual flight attendant uniform which is also fun for me because I feel sexy in it and, more so, taking it off (at work, on the airplane, I sometimes catch men's attention with an extra blouse button undone with a lacy part of my bra exposed). When I strip from my uniform at home, I wear sexier bras and panties underneath than I do at work. As I remove my clothes and see their eyes looking up and down my body, the exhibitionist ‘switch’ in me turns on and my ‘fantasy mind’ takes over. I have long since accepted that this is just a part of who I am, how I express and satisfy myself sexually. And even though it interferes with intimate relationships (read having a serious boyfriend), it’s something I’m not willing to give up at this time in my life. Addicted? Probably! So by this time in my ‘performance’, after I’m naked and wearing only my black heels, I feel compelled to continue. I have talked to the guys about this ‘inner need’ (which is where their understanding and acceptance comes in) and they have been nothing but encouraging saying they hope I never change. Since we all meet regularly, sometimes even with the introduction of a new (curious) friend, I think everyone looks forward to it. I’ve come to consider them good friends and ...