1. My Boyfriend likes to expose me - Part 18


    Date: 10/26/2014, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Written by women, Author: vanessa.evans, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    them to Ryan who gave the smaller one back to him and said, “Can you put that one on her, I’m a little busy.” The man looked me up and down again and his eyes seemed to linger on my piercings then he opened the jacket thing for me to put my arms through. When I was done he zipped it up then said, “I need to fasten the strap between her legs.” Ryan looked over and replied, “That’s okay, go ahead. Tanya, open your legs for the man.” I did, and the man put his hand between my legs and grabbed the dangling strap. As he pulled the strap through my legs the side of his hand brushed my bare pussy. I gasped and shuddered a bit. “Sorry.” The man said as he clipped the fastener on the strap to a socket on the front. As he tightened the strap it pressed onto my pussy and I gasped again. Ryan was already done by then and was getting the money out of our backpack to pay the man. As he did he turned the vibe onto low. I hadn’t been expecting that and I jumped a little. “Are you okay,” the man asked; “there’s no need to be nervous, I’m sure that your daddy won’t go too fast.” I nearly laughed but Ryan was suddenly back with us and asking the man how the jet-ski worked. Ryan got on and I climbed on behind him. When the motor started the vibrations went straight through me making me think that I wasn’t going to last long. As Ryan opened the throttle I hung on for dear life. I heard Ryan ask if I was okay and I squeezed his waist to let him know that I was. As we sped along I could feel my ...
    AF rising. When the inevitable happened I gripped Ryan’s waist so much that he backed-off the throttle and turned to look at me. When he realised that I was cumming he opened the throttle wide. This made the orgasm more intense and the grip on Ryan’s waist tighter. As the intensity decreased, the pressure of my grip reduced and Ryan went even faster. When the intensity increased my grip got harder and Ryan slowed down. This went on for ages until Ryan turned the jet-ski and headed back to the beach. The man came over to us and I just sat there, trying to relax and get my strength back. After a few seconds the man said, “Here, let me help you.” He stood beside me and lifted me right up and off the jet-ski. As he lowered me down I managed to straighten my legs and take my weight. Ryan got off and started taking his floatation-aid off. The man turned to me and asked me if I needed some help. I nodded and the man un-clipped the strap. I was glad that I’d been splashed with sea water as I’m sure that the strap would have been quite wet. As the man unzipped me and lifted the jacket thing off me, my nipples got exposed to the air and sun and I realised that they were aching and rock hard. The man saw them and stared at them for a few seconds before saying, “You okay sweetie?” I nodded. Ryan thanked the man, grabbed my hand and led me to get our backpack. As we walked away Ryan asked me if I was okay. I mumbled a quiet ’yes’ then Ryan asked me if I’d enjoyed my ride. “Yeah, that was ...
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