I didn't do this on purpose. Honestly. That's not to say I won't do this again though, I most certainly will, except next time it's going to be deliberately planned! I guess all men know that when a girl says she's going to the bathroom, he won't be seeing her for half an hour or so. There are never enough toilets for women, and trust me on this, a girl going to the toilet can take an age to do it. There's always a queue. And sometimes, that queue is just too long.
I was waiting in line in a club, and it seemed to me that the line was barely moving. Only three stalls, and after ten minutes of waiting, I wasn't even in the bathroom yet! Things were getting desperate. Sod's law applies in these situations, and my mind happily brought up situations where I couldn't leave the flight deck, or a sim check, and had wet myself a little. (Thanks brain) Of course, my dirty little mind also reminded me of the countless times I've wet my knickers on purpose for sexual reasons....and the orgasms that followed. It reminded me of the first time a girl peed her self on me, and me on her....the first time a man peed right on my clit and made me cum four times before he was finished. But this didn't help me right now. Not at all. I was well past the hopping from one leg to another stage, and squeezing my thighs tight just made me want to cum. I had resolved to standing stock still and desperately trying to take my mind off it. Eventually, I knew I wouldn't make it and left he queue and the club and ran out into the car park. Loads of people around.....fuck! In the end, I just had to go for it, and I squatted down between two cars, tugged my skirt up out of the way and, truth to tell, I was peeing well before I had fully squatted. I felt that familiar warm patch spread, followed by the delicious naughtiness of knowing I was peeing my knickers. Of course. I looked down between my legs at the stream as it left my panties, and yes, I inhaled deeply, smelling my pee, but also my musky scent too. Then, I had the most uncontrollable urge to masturbate right there and then. I tugged the wet material asid and pushed two fingers inside my hole. Mmmmm hot, moist, and most definitely ready. I leaned back against one of the cars and let my head flop back. That's when I opened my eyes and looked right into the eyes of a girl I Sitting in the passenger seat of the car next to me! I wasn't going to stop, and I've always loved being watched. A further glance told me her boyfriend was watching me too. Then, she opened her door. Her boyfriend had his hand up her dress and she had her hand on his cock as they both watched me masturbate. I'm really getting into the Australian accent here, and when she told me to keep rubbing, I did exactly as I was told. She spread her legs and I could see his hand in her knickers working away, but he didn't last that long and said he was gonna spunk. She leaned right over and took it in her mouth, then leaned over to me and kissed me. I got all his spunk in my mouth and it made me cum big time. He said "oh fuck, Jenny. I've always wanted to see you kiss a girl!" (I guess most boys fantasise about that) Jenny said "yeah, well....now ya have. Take me somewhere and fuck my brains out." Oh, how I was hoping that they would fuck right there in the car and let me watch, instead, he started the car while Jenny took a last look at me and sneered "Slut!" and they sped off into the night, leaving me there, legs spread wide, wet knickers and the aftertaste of her boyfriends spunk in my mouth, Conclusion? I have GOT to do that again. Mastubating while being watched is such a major thrill for me, I fucking love it. I've also realised I rather like being humiliated too. I've had a few anonymous interesting experiences. The train to Gatwick can be very interesting, but I don't know, somehow Australia feels about 30 years behind in some ways. Shops feel poorly stocked and there's an air of the frontier about them. Difficult to describe, but anyone who has been and venture out of the big cities knows what I mean. I would love to be "made" to masturbate in front of a mixed gender crowd. The rules would be they are allowed to fuck, but I'm not. They have to call me names and humiliate me, and I'm not allowed to cum until I'm told. I'd love it if I was used as a "clean up". You know, he cums in his partner, she squats over me and lets it run out. Or maybe he or she pees on me, that kind of thing. Depraved, I know, but what can I say? That's me! Back in my room a couple of nights ago, Beth came in to have a chat. We were both dressed just in bathrobes, and anyway, we aren't shy around each other. It wasn't a sexual chat....(I CAN talk about other things, you know!) but as we talked, she changed her position. One foot flat on my bed with the knee raised, while the other leg was flat on the bed out to the side. I noticed her tampon string. I know that I am super horny when I'm on, but I also know other girls don't always share that feeling, but as we chatted, I had an almost uncontrollable urge to tug her tampon out with my teeth! In fact, I masturbated to that scenario when she went to bed. To be close to a girl at that time is a really special thing. It's a pity so many people think of it as taboo. All I can say is it's not for me! If you're up for it, I most certainly am! Right.....got to go. BIG exam tomorrow, and I need to get some sleep.
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