my pussy started throbbing the second i sat down in the mostly empty carriage. i tried to behave at first but after like 30 minutes my hand slipped under my skirt and i started rubbing my clit over my soaked panties. slow circles turning faster, biting my lip so i wouldn’t moan out loud while people were sitting a few rows away.
the risk made it so much worse. every time the train stopped and someone walked past i’d freeze with my fingers still pressed against my sloppy cunt but the second they were gone i’d go right back to edging myself stupid.
halfway through the trip i got bold. i pulled my panties to the side and started properly fingering my wet pussy two fingers deep, curling against my g-spot while my other hand snuck under my hoodie to pinch my hard nipples. my legs were shaking and i could hear how wet i was every time i pumped my fingers in and out.
then i started flashing. whenever the carriage felt empty enough i’d spread my legs wide under the table and lift my skirt just enough to show my dripping pussy to anyone who might look my way. one older guy two seats over definitely noticed his eyes went wide and i just gave him a little smile while i kept rubbing my swollen clit in fast circles.
i edged for almost the entire ride. every time i got close i’d stop and let the ache build until my brain was pure mush. by the last hour i was a complete goonette mess panties shoved in my bag, skirt hiked up, quietly whimpering while i fucked myself with three fingers imagining everyone on the train watching me.
when the train finally started slowing down for my stop i couldn’t hold it anymore. i came so fucking hard biting my sleeve trying not to scream, my pussy squirting all over the seat and dripping down my thighs while my legs shook uncontrollably.
i sat there for a minute squirt glistening on my legs. quickly wiped myself with my hoodie sleeve, fixed my skirt, and got off the train on wobbly legs