[F] Masturbating during an overseas trip

When I graduated university, a friend and I planned for a graduation trip that spanned several countries in Europe. We planned to travel through 5 countries using multiple means of transportation – by plane, train, boat and car. It was an ambitious plan and as we weren’t rolling in money, we had to cut back on things like accommodation and food to afford our trip. The trip spanned an entire month and we headed over right as we completed our final semester. (I have been told I should describe myself, so I’m tanned, slim, with shoulder length black hair).

We’ve travelled through multiple cities across different countries and on week 3, towards the end of our journey, found ourselves in Lugano, a city in Switzerland. As we did not have much cash on hand, we had to stay in a Youth hostel. The place was a bit away from the lake and in an uphill area. We had to take the train to a station and walk uphill to the hostel, reaching sometime in the early afternoon. Once we reached the hostel the person at the front desk informed us of the rules and passed us some towels before walking us to our room. We were sharing a mixed dormitory room with multiple bunk beds. When we arrived, there was no one in the room. We were given a bunk bed to share and I had the top while my friend settled for the bottom bunk bed. After putting down our stuff, we decided to head into town for a walk.

Wandering around a new locale and seeing new sights is pretty interesting. After having dinner, we returned to the hostel. The sky had just started to turn dark and many of the hostel guests have also returned. Given that it coincided with the Spring Break week there, many of the bunk beds had occupants. As most had just come in from a day out in town, many people headed to the bathroom to wash up. So did the both of us. Being from a more conservative society, we brought in our pyjamas (basically just a baggy t-shirt and shorts for me) into the bath so we could change into them before exiting the bathroom. After a nice relaxing shower, now in comfortable clothes, we decided to just sit on my friend’s bed (the lower bunk bed) to discuss our plans for tomorrow.

Now, before this, I’ve never stayed in a hostel before so it was an eye opener in the literal sense. Many of the other guests that just came out of the bathroom were either in towels or half naked and wearing shorts. Some were even just in their underwear. I did not know where to put my eyes. My friend was more liberal and seemed more used to the partial nudity.

Now at this point in the trip, it was been more than a month since I had ‘relieved’ myself since I was travelling with a friend and it did not come as a surprise that I felt myself clenching my thighs together while trying to look at anywhere else, but some of the images still managed to wander into my mind. It was a pretty agonizing few hours where I was partially distracted trying to focus on talking to my friend while people were wandering in and out of the room. It was pretty much a blur for me as to what transpired in the next few hours.

Later in the night, some of the others sharing the room with us started to turn in for the night. We decided to do so since we had early morning plans ahead of us. So I climbed up to the higher bunk bed and tried to sleep. Being in a new environment, it is usually hard for me to fall asleep easily so I laid there and stared at the ceiling. For some reason, the images earlier today started intruding my mind and I start feeling a slight aching desire building up in my lower body, with a feeling of warmth building up. I started to clench my thighs together under my blankets to alleviate the feeling but the feeling just started ramping up in intensity. I felt my skin start to heat up a little as it started building up and I remember squirming a little in the bed, because I felt some movement from the bottom bunk too, possibly because my squirming disturbed my friend’s rest.

I started craving to be touched and felt my skin start flushing. The warm wetness spreading, giving me tingles that pulsed through my entire body. My breathing sounded loud to me amidst the sleeping noises of some of the other people in the beds surrounding me. My hands that were under the blanket subconsciously moved towards two parts of my body, one up my shirt and one down my shorts. I tightened my mouth so as not to vocalize anything and start to run my hand up and down my body, massage my breasts and lightly pinch my nipples. My other hand buried in between my shorts and panties, slipping my fingers into the spots that had the warm itch, which was mostly my clit. Being in close proximity to the other beds as well as trying to keep my breathing down to normal levels pretty much got me so into it that I squirmed a bit more as the intensity builds up. The thought of someone hearing me turning me on for some reason. I closed my eyes, lost in my own world as my hands move under my underwear and continue to pleasure myself. After an eternity of being lost in the buildup, I feel an intense explosion that freezes my body, my toes curling as I came.

It was sooooo overwhelming satisfying getting myself off and I felt so relaxed that I laid in bed in a trance until I started feeling myself again before feeling the uncomfortable wetness. So I had to grab a spare pair of panties and climb down the bunk bed to clean myself up in the washroom while trying to avoid the people that are still awake along the way there. It was pretty weird since I imagined that everyone I walked past knew what I just did since I was slightly sweaty and my clothes were crumpled, gripping a pair of panties in my left fist. I managed to reach the washroom just fine, avoiding looking into the eyes of anyone and quickly washed up before hiding my stained panties in my hand again and scuttling back to my room.

Needless to say, after that release, I had a good sleep. It was a pain trying to wash my stained panties though. If any of you were one of the people in the mixed dormitory, I hope you did not notice anything amiss that someone was in the bathroom sink washing their teal panties in the middle of the night. Still a pretty vivid memory and one of my weirdest travel stories that I will never tell in real life.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oza5k6/f_masturbating_during_an_overseas_trip