[F] Masturbating in the train

I’m sitting on a boring train right now, minutes from making myself cum so hard in my seat. The train was packed as usual with tons of college students heading back to campus. Nearly every seat was taken but I managed to find an empty window seat. I plop down and get ready to relax, putting on my favorite playlist. This random guy asks me if the seat next to me was taken and I said no. He was average looking, on the skinnier side but seemed cool. I was wearing a black sweater and navy leggings.

I dozed off listening to some of my fav songs but was woken up to this guy’s leg splayed and pressed against mine. He was fast asleep, mouth hanging open slightly, headphones plugged in. I let myself take note of him, the way his jeans fit him, the slight bulge that made me think naughty thoughts. I briefly thought about what his cock would look like, what it would feel like stiffening in my palm if I started to rub him slowly. I felt my pussy responding to these thoughts. I texted a guy that I mess around with a lot and we agreed to meet later once I got back to campus. I started browsing r/gonewildaudio as usual, my fav for when I want to tease myself in public and eventually get off.

I know you guys will probably ask what audio I listened to so I might as well tell you, it was [this](https://soundgasm.net/u/Qarnivore/M4F-The-Boy-next-Door-Part-8-Anger-MdomRoughSpankingOrgasm-ControlGrowlingTeasingWhispering2134) one. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of blood rushing to my pussy, making me swell and heat up. I loved that no one could tell I was listening to such dirty audios, imagining getting taken and fucked in the damn train. It’s always tough to try and get away with masturbating in public. But I’ve discovered a few tricks that make it a lot easier.

I pulled my sweater down a bit so that I could discretely cup my pussy while my legs were crossed. I felt my warmth seeping through and caught the faint smell of my pussy in the air. This always happens when I get turned on in places I shouldn’t. The aggressive tone in the audio got me more and more worked up. I was in the mood for a hard fuck, not slow and sensual, I wanted rough, hard, deep fucking, the kind that makes you remember how hard you were fucked the next day. I imagined it was me in the audio, the power struggle being narrated making me drip onto my thong. Being overpowered and dominated, forced to give up control turned me on like nothing else. I was moaning softly but the sounds of the train and people talking drowned it out. I start rubbing my clit over my leggings slowly with my middle finger, getting wetter by the second. I hoped people couldn’t smell me in the air, it wouldn’t be possible I told myself, it wasn’t that obvious anyway.

I gripped the bottom of the seat with my other hand, needing to hold onto something as the pleasure built. My hand was dangerously close to this guy’s leg but he was still fast asleep. I could feel the warmth radiating from him, I hope he didn’t wake up and see my cheeks flushed, eyes closed, and lips parted. I shifted towards the window to have some more space and feel at ease, I was getting close and it was going to be good. I started squeezing my thighs together, something I usually do in public to get some delicious pressure against my clit without being obvious. I packed my dildo in my bag and was so tempted to run to the dingy bathroom and fuck myself but I thought better. And I was craving a real cock, I would have to wait.

But I wanted to make myself cum once before meeting up with my friend later, just to tease myself and be ready to get filled the second I get off the train. He loved when I was already soaked before he even touched me. I imagined him rubbing my wet panties over my pussy in the car as we headed to his place. Fuck I was so close. I continue rubbing and glance around me, everyone is busy. Good I can cum soon. I keep up the steady pressure and feel myself riding the edge, tightening up, my breath catching, needing to moan and scream so badly. I start cumming so hard, pulsing over and over again, drenching my panties. I felt my juices seeping onto my fingers a bit and was glad I wore navy leggings. After I come down from my orgasm, I climb over the guy next to me and clean up in the bathroom. I finger myself for a bit but held off on cumming again. I wanted to save myself.

I get back to my seat, text my friend that I came once and he tells me I’m a good girl. I close my eyes again, temporarily satisfied but eager to get stuffed with cock as soon as I get back to campus.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/83fcp9/f_masturbating_in_the_train