Finishing late at work is something I hate doing, after all I don't get paid for it. Another thing I detest is when I've got a cold and sometimes sneeze, I cannot but help have a tiny pee in my nickers. I'm a very self concious woman, so if I have wet my nickers I always clean myself and change them. Being late at work and about to board my train home, I couldn't exactly do that. As I've said I'm always a clean person, so on the train I went to the toilet, cleaned myself as good as I could and simply removed my nickers.
On the forty five minute journey home, I couldn't help but notice a teenager looking at me who was sat in a seat facing mine. It was only a minute later when I saw him touching himself, I realised he could probably see up my short skirt and view my neatly shaved pussy. It didn't annoy me, on the contrary, it made me so horny to know I could have a young man raising a hard on.
Usually one to be a bit of a sexual wallflower, I found myelf wanting to flash him. So every time he thought I was just looking out of the train window, I began to slowly open my legs, turning myself a little so he got a better view of my spreading vagina. It was truely a liberating experience and the more I did it, the bigger the bulge in his jogging pants rose, and the more I was becoming turned on myself.
By the time my stop arrived I was so horny, I'd begum to touch myself knowing he easily see where my hand was going. Stepping off the train into the semi darkness, I knew he'd followed me. Then instead of taking the bridge back over to the car park where I'd parked that morning, I walked around to the small building which held the toilets. All the toilets were locked, but I knew around the side of the building there was a small alcove.
Turning to him I signalled for him to follow, walked around to the alcove and waited for him. He was stood with his hand over his bulging pants when he rounded the corner. I didn't wait for him say a word. Moving my hand down to his crotch I put it inside his loose jogging pants to find his naked and fully erect cock.
It was now or never and I was so very horny. Keeping hold of his erection I turned, lifted my short skirt up and presented my arsehhole to him. He didn't need a second invitation as he stood upto me, put his cock towards my pussy opening and with a last smile from me, he drove his wonderful cock straight into my drippingly wet pussy.
It was one of those fucks that didn't last too long, but still had me cumming twice. His eagerness and my total need to have sex by then, far outweighed anything I should have been thinking about. Probably no more than five minutes later I had my second orgasm, only seconds before the young man came deep inside my pussy.
He leant forwards into me, cupped my right breast and told me I was a slut. Fixing himself up, he was gone seconds later and I was left to contemplate what I'd just done. I drove home going over what I'd done too and walked into our home where my husband was about to lay the table for our evening meal. I made some excuse about needing a shower and darted up to the bathroom. When I got back down, my food was waiting for me and later on so was my husband. He spent over half an hour licking out my pussy and arsehole, having me shake my way hrough yet another oragsm. Then my husband fucked me over the arm of his sofa almost as if he knew I'd been a slut earlier, because he fucked me very hard and very lustfully. It was my fourth orgasm that day when I came on my husbands cock, not that he knew about it though.
I've not done anything like it since, but given the oportunity to have two men fuck me in one day again, I might just think about it.
What a day.