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What a Day!

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What a Day! by Anonymous The day began like most other Sundays. I got out of bed and had breakfast, reading the newwpaper, wearing only my bathrobe. One of the lingerie ads in the paper attracted my attention, and I felt my penis begin to expand. I grabbed it with my right hand and began to stroke slowly, increasing the speed as my erection reached its full length. I was not very comfortable sitting at the dining room table, so I got up to move to the living room. My cock poked through the front of my bathrobe as I walked. I began to pump it again as I sat down on the couch. I was already about to come, so I slowed down a little to extend the session. I got into a rhythm where I could keep myself on the edge, but completely in control. I stroked myself at this speed for almost half an hour. I used my finger to pick up the pre-cum that oozed out of my cock and licked the finger until I had swallowed all of the sticky fluid. It was getting harder to hold back. I knew that the next time I was near coming I would not be able to control myself and would pump my fist even faster and then shoot cum all over my chest and stomach. I had stopped the up and down motion of my hand, and squeezed the head of my cock between my thumb and index finger. I decided to come, and began to stroke my cock again, this time very rapidly. My lips were very sensitive, and I ran my tongue over them softly in anticipation. I arched my back and moaned, and by chance happened to look out of my living room window. I was startled to see a woman in the window of an apartment across the street. She was not moving, and appeared to be looking in my direction. My living room was brightly lit, and I was sure that she could see me. I quickly covered myself with my robe and ran from the room. I lost my erection because of the shock. I was afraid to go back into the living room. I looked at the clock, and noticed that I was going to be late for an appointment. I quickly threw on some clothes, and headed for my meeting. I avoided walking on the street below my living room window, fearing that the woman would recognize me. I was not wearing any underwear, and I had a hole cut in the pocket of my jeans. On every street corner, while waiting for the light to change, I stuck my fingers through the hole and massaged my penis. I could see the bulge of my erection, which was pressed against my left hip by the tight jeans. I wondered if people could see, but did not care. I was going crazy. My schedule was full for the day, and it did not seem as if there would be an appropriate place to finish myself off. Besides that, I was beginning to regret not coming while the woman watched. The thought of coming in public made me even more excited. That night I had to make a business trip. I headed for the airport at 6:00, and boarded the plane at 6:30. I thought that I could jerk-off in the plane's restroom, or wait until I got to the hotel where I would be more comfortable. I decided to wait. The plane sat at the gate for a while, and then the pilot announced that repairs would be necessary. The repairs would take more than an hour. I felt like I was about to burst. My fingers played with my cock through the hole in the pocket. I stuck with my decision to wait. We finally took off after a ninety minute delay. The flight was going to last almost three hours. I did not know if I could make it. The flight was on a wide body plane which was only half full. I moved to the center seat of an empty row, with two empty seats on either side of me. I could not take the waiting any more. I lay a blanket over myself like a tent, and unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I grabbed my penis and quietly masturbated. It was not long before I was ready to come, but now had to worry about making a mess of my clothes. I still did not want to jerk-off in the restroom. On the other hand, bringing myself to orgasm in the middle of the airplane, with the potential of being watched by thirty people, might make up for my missed opportunity of that morning. The only solution was to get some tissues from the restroom and try to use them to catch my semen, so I zipped up and waited to lose my erection. It seemed to take forever, but I was finally was soft enough that my cock would not appear as a big bulge in my pants. I got up, went to the restroom and got a pocketful of tissues, and returned to my seat. I put the blanket back on top of me, and released my penis from my pants again. It became erect immediately. It only took a couple of strokes to bring me near orgasm. My heart was beating wildly. I looked around the cabin. Few of the passengers were in a position to see me, and most of them were sleeping anyway. The attendants were another matter. They could see my head and the blanket, but I thought that they could not see any movement under the blanket. Anybody could see, however, that I had the blanket deployed in an unusual manner, held taught between my neck and knees rather than laying flat on my lap. I tried to move my hand without moving my shoulders, but I was not sure that I could control the expression on my face. I knew I would be totally out of control if I orgasmed, and I could not even guess what would happen if somebody figured out what I was doing. They might have already figured it out. But I was almost out of control already, and rational concerns were quickly being overwhelmed by the tension in my stomach and the tingling in my cock. I decided to take the risk. I wadded up the tissues and put them around the head of my cock. I knew that any stimulation at all would set me over the edge. I did not even need to grab my cock in my fist, I just rubbed the head a little with the fingers holding the tissues, and felt myself go past the point of holding back. From that point everything seemed to move in slow motion. The muscles in my pelvis flexed, stiffening my cock even more. I felt the semen begin to flow, at first deep inside of me, then out into my penis and up my penis toward the head. I was completely full and totally out of control. Then my pelvic muscles relaxed, and quickly contracted again, this time forcing a hot stream of cum out of the end of my cock into the tissues. I saw one of the attendants walking toward me as I continued to ejaculate; she seemed to be looking at me, like the woman in the window that morning. I tried to keep a blank expression on my face. My cock would not stop pumping. The attendent watched me as I came. I tried not to meet her eyes. Did she know? I felt some warm cum ooze down the shaft of my penis and I tried to catch it with my free hand, without moving too much. I was still coming, but more slowly. Finally, I was finished. I saw the attendant walked past my row out the corner of my eye. I cleaned up quietly, and sat for the rest of the flight in a contented daze. Later, in the hotel room lying in bed, I jerked-off again to the memory of the woman in the window and the flight attendant that watched me as I came. What a day!

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