Texas Flight Attendant and Exhibitionist Masturbates for Husband's Friends (fm:masturbation, 5903 words) | |||
Author: Exhibitionist Stewardess | |||
Added: Mar 24 2025 | Views / Reads: 741 / 585 [79%] | Story vote: 9.40 (5 votes) | |
She comes home from a tough commute and finds her husband is in the mood to show her off. She is a total exhibitionist and loves that he wants to not only show her off in her flight attendant uniform but out of it and masturbating for his poker buddies. | |||
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I am a proud Texas Latina, a native of San Antonio, and a real flight attendant, but what you wouldn't know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist. I love men to watch me dance and strip from my flight attendant uniform, then sensually masturbate to orgasm. It is my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself.My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace it. In other words, I wasn't willing to give it up in a marriage. He claims he understands and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.
So maybe I shouldn't have been surprised when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and wanted me to go.
I said, "It sounds to me like an all-boys type of party. Why do you want me there?"
He said, "Because, my exhibitionist wife, we want you to be our entertainment."
So we talked about it and I decided to go for two compelling reasons. First, it was different from the usual way I act out my fantasy in that it would involve not one man but a group of men which, when I've been lucky enough to arrange it, has been a lot of fun. The second reason, which was no doubt driven by guilt on my part, was that my husband obviously wanted to be part of what I do in my fantasy life when I'm flying. And when I thought about it, I realized that it might even be good for our relationship. So I really should not have been all that surprised when he suggested that I act out my fantasy closer to home where he could be a participant.
But the machine shop party didn't go exactly as I had imagined it would in that it involved, for me, a first-time bondage experience. What happened was that after I danced and stripped, several guys lifted me up and laid me on my back on top of a cork-board surfaced work table. I wasn't expecting this but I liked their idea as it seemed like a good place for them to watch me masturbate.
But their activity continued which was when the bondage part was introduced. They attached straps to my ankles and then attached weighted cables that ran off to the sides. The weight was obviously meant to pull my legs apart. It wasn't much of a pull, at first!. I didn't know whether to fight it or just let it happen. I looked at my husband who just shrugged his shoulders and said, "What did you expect? We're at a machine shop. These guys probably create these kinds of fantasies while working here. You're just the lucky recipient of their imagination. Besides, it's too late to turn back.
I decided to resist. Maybe that's what these men wanted as they gathered in front of me and stared between my thighs. But from the way they were smiling and commenting, they knew it was only a matter of time. At first, I was able to resist but the relentless force slowly but surely overcame my straining and quivering thigh muscles giving me no choice but to give in and listen to the Spanish dirty talk describing my ever-increasingly bared ass and pussy. Apparently having no say in how I wanted to perform, it wound up being the position in which I masturbated for them. It wasn't what I had imagined but, in the end, the best part was fulfilling my fantasy mind's desire which is to masturbate for strangers for the added thrill.
A couple of weeks after that unique machine shop experience, my husband asked me if I would consider acting out a multiple man sex party fantasy. He wanted to invite his poker buddies.
I just looked at him and said, "What's happening to your fantasy mind? That's a lot more than doing a strip show."
I waited for his expression to change but it was not forthcoming, "You're serious aren't you?"
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Solaxiom writes Wed 26 Mar 2025 23:38:
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Hook writes Mon 24 Mar 2025 18:01:
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I thought you were one and gone. Ggr32st comeback. You should write more often.
I thought you were one and gone. Ggr32st comeback. You should write more often.
You sound a lot cuter and more refined than most of the girls in the Amsterdam windows. A woman who knows what she likes, likes to have sexual fun, and a husband who supports (and eggs her on). Can't wait for the bondage/gangbang party to cum!
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