Getting Checked Out

I was on the train. Nothing unusual in that. I commute to London every day. What was unusual, was that I took a slightly earlier train and it was almost empty! (Must remember that.. it's well worth getting up early for)

So, I was sitting there reading the newspaper when I became aware of a guy sitting across the aisle from me against the window. (I was diagonally opposite him). There was no one else in our part of the carriage although there were others a bit further down.

So, he was obviously checking me out. Looking at me, smiling, looking away if I caught his eye. All very nice really. Then I got the wildest idea. I was safe enough because there were other people around, what if I gave him a little flash? I have never done anything like this before... not even with boyfriends. So, pretending I had something in my shoe, I lifted my foot up onto the seat, which, of course, let him see right up my skirt. I let my knee flop against the seat back and he got a first rate view of my knickers stretched across my pussy. I fiddled with my shoe a little, but then realised I wanted to do something really REALLY erotic. I reached between my legs and tugged my knickers to one side and showed him my pussy. I didn't look up in case he looked away but I could see out of the corner of my eye he was staring at me. I pressed a finger deep inside me and pulled it out and then licked it.

Then I covered up again. For a while I sat there, heart racing. Then I stood up and I thought he was going to come over to me, but I stopped him by shaking my head. I went into the little toilet cubicle and jilled myself off. Three orgasms later, and with no knickers on, I went back to my seat. I looked at him and jerked my head at the toilet door. 'You need to go in there. Now.'

He got up and left.

I knew he was jacking off with my knickers and fuck, what a rush!

He came out again and held out his hand to me. In there, balled up, were my knickers, covered in sperm as I expected.

I was going to throw them away, but something made me want to put them back on. His eyes bugged as I wriggled back into them, pressing his sperm against my cunt.

Of Course, at Victoria Station, I bought some new knickers and some wipes and went to the ladies to clean up. But not before I indulged in my all time kinky favourite habit. I peed into my knickers, and jilled another one out before cleaning up, putting my fresh knickers on and discarding the old ones forever.

I was so fucking horny all day though.

Nothing happened on the train on the way home, but, once back in Brighton, I did 'treat' myself to my second favourite habit. Rubbing one out in a public place... discretely, of course. LOL