Masturbation and I flashed a friendly homeless guy. 2 in 1

I still woke up at 3 a.m., horny as ever. I’m ovulating, so that doesn’t help.

I got everything I wanted last night…his penis in my mouth at 9pm (in the bar bathroom) and his cock up my ass (mainly prone) at 11…and I had a wonderful time and I came as hard as ever. No complaints from this girl 🙂

But I'm ovulating and feral…at 3am I woke up and my pussy was neglected. It was a choice to wake him up and use that ever-so-reliable morning erection…or leave him be, to sleep, and head into my shower.

So I grabbed my wand and my thrusting dildo and headed to my shower, in the middle of the night.

After the water got hot I went in, sat on the shower floor…and began to fuck myself with my fingers…to get myself well-lubed. It’s always a logistical problem for me….big boobs, small hands…and I’m short, so short arms…But I managed.

Once I got wet I was able to insert my dildo inside my body and turn it on…it’s a suction toy so, as silly as I looked, I was able to scooch against the wall, placing my toes upward on the wall and suctioned the dildo to the wall.

And laid on my back, covered my eyes with a towel (so the shower didn’t blind me), and placed my wand on my clit. I know I looked both silly and sexy…and if my husband woke and came in, and saw me there on the floor, he’d laugh…But I didn’t care.

I just lay on my back, like a slut, and let my toy fuck me and my wand take my clit to heaven. It felt SO FUCKING GOOD. I was able to scooch further in so that no one could tap my cervix and give me tingles up my spine.

The first time I came I felt the sprinkles of my cum squirt all over my tummy…and I know I wasn’t quiet. And I just let it keep fucking me.

I turned it on high, both toys, and let them fuck me and fuck me and fuck me…til I was squirting all over the wall and floor and my own body…I was shivering all over my shower floor and I knew my own cum was flowing to the drain under my body.

After about 20min I was done and I just lay there and let it fuck me slowly. Again I was thankful for such technology. What would a girl do 100 years ago lol?

I laid my wand down, scooched back, and stood to wash myself. I tiptoed back to bed naked and went back to sleep. I woke again at 5am…thinking I’ll probably wake him and use our morning hugs to good use.

But I’m laughing ‘cause my toys are still in there’s dildo is still suctioned to the wall.

Fuck it was a good 12 hours so far. Ovulating is both a blessing and a curse.

Good morning... Another story.... I
flashed a friendly homeless guy

There was this homeless guy who always hung out near the benches in the park I walked through to get to my college campus. At first, it was just the standard catcalls, but he was never aggressive about it. It became a routine, and we started chatting. I’d usually give him some change or grab him a coffee and a donut from the campus shop. He was actually a really nice guy, just unlucky. Still, sometimes his compliments would get a little too personal, crossing a line from friendly flirty to something more. I never called him out for it because I could tell he didn't mean any harm, he was just lonely and had no social filter. The last day of the semester came. I was heading home for a few months and knew I wouldn't see him for a while. I stopped to say goodbye, and he seemed genuinely sad about it. He was telling me I was the highlight of his days and that he'd miss me more than anything. Then, out of nowhere, he asked me for something I never expected. He asked if I would flash him. The way he asked was so polite and almost pathetic that it caught me off guard. There was no creepiness in it, just a simple, desperate request. I knew he wasn't a threat, so I figured, why not? He led me over to his spot, which was just behind the public restrooms. The place was sad, just a mattress on the ground surrounded by trash. I pulled up my blouse and let him see my tits. The moment I did, he unzipped his pants and started stroking himself. He looked so desperate and grateful that on a whim I lowered my skirt a little to give him a full view. The poor guy started shaking, and couldn't handle the excitement. He lasted maybe three minutes before he came, just a few weak drops that landed on the dirty mattress in front of him. I pulled my clothes back on, said a quick goodbye, and left him to his parting gift. When I came back a few months later for the next semester, he was gone. His spot behind the restroom was completely cleared out. I guess the city kicked him out of the area. I never saw him again and sometimes I wonder if he’s okay.
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