l was on my way to london for a conference on the train, l'd
managed to get a seat with a table and the train was quite busy. it's a long
journey so l'd brought a book to read, l knew the book was about a sex clinic
for people with problems in their sex lives, what l didn't know was how descriptive
and deeply the book went into the patients sexual experiences, and l was getting
more turned on the more l read!
l kept thinking to myself l can't wait until l get to the
hotel room so l could relieve the tension l was feeling between my legs. about
halfway through the journey though most of the people around me had got off
the train and there was no one sat with a clear view of me. the chapter l was
reading was about a couple who were addicted to having sex in public and their
experiences doing this, which was very horny.
now this was getting me very turned on, so l thought, well
no one can see me, so l just gently started to rub my self through my skirt
material. But before long l realised that this was increasing the tension in
my pussy and l could feel the familiar twitching inside and knew that l had
to go further.
l undid the side zip on my skirt which let me slide my hand
under the top of the skirt and into my panties (luckily l was wearing a loose
lacey pair of panties!). l pulled down my top so it covered the bottom of my
arm. l then began to gently rub my wet lips before slowy pushing 1 then 2 fingers
inside my throbbing pussy tunnel until they reached my 'g' spot. rythmically
started to rub my spot with the ends of my fingers whislt l massaged my swollen
bud with my thumb.
The tension l had been feeling to begin with disapeared and
l could feel the lovely tingerling sensations running up the inside of my pussy
wall focusing around my 'g' spot. l had to stop 4 or 5 times as people passed,
but didn't take out my hand or fingers!! and l didn't think anyone had noticed
what l was doing. But oh boy was it turning me on.
l was getting very wet by now and l could hear the occasional
squelching sound, which l hoped the people sat behind me couldn't hear to!!
it wasn't long before l could feel the tension rising and the sensations inside
me building and l knew l was looking a bit flushed and l was starting to breathe
quite heavy with that kind of stutter you do when your trying to control it,
l knew l was getting closer to an orgasm and was getting woried about how wet
l was (didn't want to have to go through london with a damp patch on the back
of my skirt!!).
l thought l had to go to the toilet to finish myself off,
l couldn't wait now till l got to my hotel room, so without trying to be obvious
l held on to my skirt, so it didn't fall down, Although my big bum would probably
of held it up and rushed of to the toilet. l had to wait outside until a women
came out for what seemed like ages standing there holding on to my skirt feeling
very damp and tense between my legs.
finally l got in and dropped my skirt and panties sat down,
put my head back and resumed my playing, it was alot easier now and l could
really work my fingers and thumb. l closed my eyes and fantersised about a freind
of mine l had had a drunken fumble with a few nights before (another tale to
tell). l was squeezing one of my boobs and pinching my erect nipple with my
other hand which l just love. The jolting of the train far from upsetting the
rythm gave extra little hightened sensations and it wasn't long before l was
feeling the sensations and tension building into and orgasm.
When it came it was one of the best l'd had (with myself)
for ages, the tension kind of exploding and the sensation of the orgasm reaching
a fantastic peak. l felt my muscles tense and realease around my fingers as
my orgasm happened, shaking with every thrust of my juices, my hand was dripping
with my juices as l brought myself down, gently rubbing around and inside my
pussy lips with my whole hand, until l was just sitting there, legs open, my
pussy wet and swollen.
l felt the train slowing down and some announcement and thought
l better get back to my seat because we were heading into a station. So l qickly
wiped my hand and around my pussy with some tissue, pulled up my skirt and panties,
straightened my top and bra, took a deep breath and went out. To my initial
horrer and then embarassment the woman who had come out of the toilet before
me was sat in a seat right near it looking straight into my eyes smiling cheekily.
She must have guessed or even heard what l'd been up to, l rushed past her,
blushing, and back to my seat.
the train had pulled into the staion by then and some people
got on and sat next to me. l felt the warmth of the blush finally going, but
l could feel the dampness between my legs and worse could smell me on my hand,
oh why hadn't l washed. But as l sat there, the thought of the woman knowing
and that the people sat with me could probably smell me actually amused me,
turned me on even.
The conference was very boring, but my two nights alone in
the hotel were very nice masturbating over masturbating on a train!!
