Them Skinny Jeans

Not that I do it that fast all the time, only if I'm really trying to get off quick, which is really handy if I only have a few mins to change and go out again and need a quickie before anyone notices I'm taking too long or I've ducked into a bathroom at school/uni or restaurant or wherever. I can't quite sit there and think myself to orgasm, tho I can get myself up too quite a pleasurable plateau that way which is more than enough for a nice mellow buzz if I'm somewhere quiet like the library studying and I can carry that on for a good couple of hrs. If I'm in a private enough place I can get my legs going as well to get me over for a nice gentle cum right there, and it's the kind of orgasm that eases back into that plateau and doesn't drop right off, so I can keep that buzz going. The right pair of jeans can really set me off too. I found this out the hard way while shopping with some friends who talked me into getting these really tight fitted jeans (My first! Normally I'm more of a tights or skirts girl) and after wrestling them I bought them because that looked amazing, and taking them off again would be just as hard. Just walking around in them the tight seam was rubbing me all the right ways. At first I thought it was weird, but when my clit perked up enough to be rubbed as well I thought it was the best thing ever! Walking between shops getting all rubbed up, and standing around browsing inside simmering down, and repeat. Until we had to go up some actual stairs (not escalators) and we'd run up the first lot to the half-way bit, and within about 7 or 8 steps suddenly I was rubbed right past that point of no return before I knew what was going on, and I got to the half way ledge and had to just hang onto the rail twitching as I came in my jeans in the middle of the mall lol. They asked what was wrong, I said these were the best jeans ever, I just came. It was embarrassing, but so funny at the same time. We walked the rest of the way around the turnaround point and I couldn't walk straight because I was still all super sensitive and the stairs were making the seam rub and press right over my clit. I got another 3 steps maybe and had to stop, it was ticklish it was so sensitive, and because I could feel the start of another orgasm. They asked why I stopped and I said I have to stop I'm going to cum again. Of course they thought it was the funniest thing and grabbed my hands and started pulling me up the stairs and it took maybe another 10 or so steps and I came and I squealed a little and just about fell over as I was pulled almost jogging up the last few stairs while in the middle of an orgasm, still being rubbed with each step. lol. At least they let me sit on a couch near the top of the stairs and put my brain back together and calm down. I managed to avoid stairs for the rest of the day (at least till I got home and could experiment a bit on my own) but they made sure there was a lot more walking between shops trying to make me cum again, which I managed to avoid apart from one more when we sat down for lunch. As soon as I crossed my legs I knew I was going to cum again just from the pressure of the seam, without even having to move. But at least this time I was sitting down and could feel it coming and brace myself in my chair, and by then I was so horny from all the walking I didn't even care if anyone saw it so I just let it happen.