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Carpool Masturbation

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Story of when I masturbated in a carpool

Carpool Masturbation   Long drives from home, to work and back can become exhausting. Especially when the drive times are an hour or more each way. I was working in a Central Office in downtown San Diego and found 2 guys to carpool with to ease the driving. Working with mostly men is interesting. After a while its almost like they forget I have a vagina and just let shit rip out of their mouths about girls, sex, and all sorts of other topics. I enjoyed it as I learned what men really think like by being around these guys for years.    Most often the discussions were about sex. Well, this could be a little difficult to be around and not become aroused by it. Although I wasn't particularly interested in any of these guys (well aside from one man who was about 80 years old….yes THAT would be a whole other story) I was aroused by the constant sex talk. Add that to a gal who loves to have great orgasms and well….you have one horny little female central office worker.    One day I didn't have time in the morning to masturbate before work, so I spent the entire day horny as can be. The day dragged on and I could not find time alone to relieve the achey feeling I carried all day between my legs. As I worked, I caught whiffs of my scent at times when I had to bend over to pick something up or when I sat on the ground. I knew I was leaking wetness as my arousal became stronger and stronger and that proof was puddling up in my panties. The work day came to a close and It was time for the carpool to leave. I assured myself that in about an hour or so I will be home and can play with my needy little vagina soon enough.   The 2 men I rode with were not exactly my type…1 was my age and always told me about his problems with his wife and shared his explicit encounters with his mistress. He was very sweet to me though and always willing to talk to me about life, so I just accepted his honesty and actually felt pain for his sad home life. He would joke with me about us hooking up and I would just laugh. That day it was funny because he joked with me about masturbating on the way home. I joked back letting him know I missed my morning masturbation and if he didn't hurry up and get me home I might have to just do it in the truck. Before we had started out on the commute home I had asked if I could have the back seat that day so I could lay down and rest. So we hit the road…   Of course…we HAD to hit traffic!!! My pending sexual release was halted by the stinking Southern California grind….There I lay as the men jibber jabbered on and on. I decided if I pretended to sleep they would think I was asleep. As they continued to jabber one of them asked me something and I didn't answer on purpose to give the impression that I was out cold. I could hear them saying how tired I must be to pass out like this in the truck…hehehehehe   I had a light sweater that I had placed over myself as a makeshift blanket so you could not see where my hands were. I couldn’t help myself..I seized the moment and gave into my needs. My wetness had seeped out and spread to my inner thighs. Panites were drenched. The second I touched my clit I jolted a bit…I knew I had to be dead silent on this one if I was going to make myself cum. I hadn't really planned on cumming, just to feel myself a little. But….well that didn't work out so well.    I started my favorite rhythm that I know my clit loves to feel. Back and forth….around and round….above the clit….slipping down into the vagina to grab some more wetness and spread it back up to my clit and back and forth and…so on…I couldn't believe how close I already was to orgasm. As I lay there in dead silence and still as a rock my finger brought my vagina to the most epic orgasm that catapulted me into another time zone. I felt like I was flying downward really fast and as the orgasm came to a close I felt a landing feeling of sort. Wow…that was hot. I slowly came back to my senses. I was able to have that orgasm with out being detected, not moving, and not breathing heavily. The 2 men were still jibber jabbering about the parts they needed at work for the job the next morning. They didn't seem to notice my sexual encounter wit myself, but if they did I wouldn't care. Nothing was ever said and I had a great time. :)   

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