Masturbation in Public

My name is Kate and I've got a secret. At least I hope it's a secret. I like to masturbate in public. Not out in the open where people can see but discretely where they don't know what I'm doing. Although on occasion, when I want to tease someone cute, I'll tip my hand a little bit.

The best I can remember my desire started in high school. I'd been reading a trashy novel where the heroine was quite a, well, slut. Not only did she have sex with every guy she saw and when that wasn't enough she had sex with those she only imagined. She had this wonderful ability to cross her legs and with a subtle movement be able to orgasm. It sounded so juicy that I had to give it a try.

I was in science class and I was not getting it at all. The lecture was on cell division but that made me think of reproduction. And that got me horny. Since I was sitting in the back of the class it seemed like a perfect time to try the leg crossing method of masturbation. I started by squeezing my legs together and slowly rubbing them up and down. Moving one leg under the other I got into a rhythm that did get me warmed up. But it was not enough, I wanted to feel more.

I started to move my legs faster and I could feel my face getting flush. All I could think was I needed more pressure. What I really needed was to put my hand in my panties. When I heard myself let out a soft moan I realized that if I was going to cum I was going to be very obvious. I may as well have held up a sign saying, "I'm masturbating!" It just wasn't going to work. When I realized I hadn't heard a word the teacher had said in the last ten minutes I knew I should stop. But I didn't stop for long.

My lunch period was right after science class so when I should have been in line for food I was in the bathroom. This time I was able to do the deal the right way. With my legs wide open my fingers wasted no time in bringing myself to a rousing orgasm. I just had to be careful to be quite. I was. I so much wanted to cum a second time but there was just too much activity and too many voices to feel very sexy.

As I ate lunch that day my girlfriends were talking about, you know, regular stuff, but all I could do was congratulate myself on, if not actually cumming, getting myself sexually aroused in public with no one knowing. From then on it was a game I loved to play.

The next time that really stands out was one day when I was at the mall with some of my girlfriends. We'd been there for a couple of hours when we turned into Victoria's Secret. A couple of my friends got busy trying things on but I just wandered around the store and started to daydream. I was starting to feel the urge but since I was surrounded by girlfriends I wasn't in the position to do anything. The ring of my cell phone brought me back to reality.

My Mom wanted to tell me something important, important to her but not to me. But I used the call as an excuse to leave. But instead of leaving the mall I ducked into the movie theatre. There was a funny Freddy Prinze high school movie about his pursuit of love. You knew he was going to get the girl in the end but it was fun watching him struggle. He was so cute. I'm not sure if the movie was on its last leg or if it was because it was the middle of the afternoon but the theater was mostly deserted. I remember feeling frisky and giving a good look around the theater. Lifting my hips off the seat cushion I reached under my skirt and pulled my panties off and put them in my purse.

It was as if I told myself I was going to openly masturbate and there was no doubt about it. My hand quickly made it's way to my pussy. Looking up at Freddy's face and hearing the surround sound made for a sensory delight. It was dark and no one was looking and no was was going to hear a thing. As if to tempt fate a little more I unbuttoned three of my blouse buttons and pulled down my bra uncovering my right breast. With my left hand pinching my nipple and my right hand circling my clit I gave another look around the theatre.

There were a couple of guys who had sat in my row but way on the other side of my section. I was sure they couldn't see anything and if they could I really didn't care. With my eyes fixed back on the screen I made the final push towards orgasm. Tempting fate on final time I pulled up my skirt so I could see my hand moving. My timing was perfect. I pushed my body back into the chair and let out an "Oooh" just at a funny part of the film.

My squeal of orgasm blended into the crowd's laughter. This time I did go for seconds. My attention moved away from the movie to increasingly dirty thoughts. I wished I had a vibrator. I wished I was completely naked. I wished the guys down the way would come sit next to me and watch, and jerk-off too. It only took me about five minutes to cum again.

The movie wasn't over but I was. I got up and left noticing the crowd and how they were focused on the screen. As the light of day hit my eyes I realized I'd better keep an eye out for my girlfriends. Making my way through the parking lot I realized I hadn't buttoned up my blouse. Well at least I'd put my nipple back in my bra.

Buckling my seat belt I took a good look at my self in the mirror. There were the eyes of a girls who'd just made herself cum two times in public. I couldn't resist giving my pussy a tap or two. I felt good to be so naughty. I felt good to feel so good. Looking at my panties in my purse I had one last chuckle. This sure beat trying to rub my legs together in science class.

Over the next couple of years I had several occasions where I played with myself in public. They were all more subdued than my theatre experience with most of them being in the rubbing against a chair or a railing type of event. I don't think I ever actually came because the purpose become to do it in a more public place with more people around. Nightclubs became a favorite place because I could move to the music and blend in. The fact that the barstool was driving my clit crazy just didn't seem to be of any notice.

I also became more experimental with my at-home masturbation. Since I'd moved out of my parent's house it wasn't unusual to walk around with no pants on or to sit at my computer and be turned-on by some Internet porn. I also enjoyed toy shopping. There was a cute little adult shop nearby where I lived. It had women clerks to make its female shoppers feel more comfortable. That's not where I did my shopping. I went to a traditional porn shop just outside an industrial section of town. This place had plenty of toys but mostly they had magazines, movies, and lots of video booths.

On a Friday night, late Friday night, the booths would be filled with masturbating guys. The thought of it drove me crazy. You know how when you go to a nightclub all the guys look at your tits. Well in this place I could turn the tables. I hardly ever saw a guy's face. But I saw plenty of belt buckles.

The first couple of times I went there I headed back to the video booths. Masturbating there was a turn on but it almost seemed too normal. Sure there were guys in booths on either side on my jerking-off while I played with my pussy but I was behind closed doors and no one could see. What I found to be a bigger turn on was to browse the vibrator section. Handling the dildos was especially fun. Here I was in the open. I was buying masturbation toys and all the guys knew I'd be putting that plastic cock in my pussy as soon as I got home. It was like holding a sign, "I'm a horny girl and I love to masturbate."

I wound up with a nice collection. While it would be hard to say which one was my favorite the long white vibrator played a part in my favorite masturbation experience ever. It was long enough to slip inside but had enough vibration to work by holding it against my clit. One night while I was lying in bed I had an inspiration. I had been slowing working my toy in and out of my pussy when I took my hands off to reach for a glass of water. It wound up slipping out and after I finished my drink I rolled over onto my stomach.

Just at that moment the porn I was watching came to my favorite part. Two girls were fucking each other with a double-headed dildo while a group of guys jerked-off on them. The fun part was I'd rolled onto my vibrator and it was aligned perfectly between my labia and touching my clit. I squeezed my thighs together just as two guys let their cum fly. I had a no hands orgasm. It didn't take long for me to put together a public re-creation.

I live in San Diego and a couple of years earlier I'd, on a group dare, gone to our local nude beach. Six of us went and we all went topless. Even though we weren't completely nude we still had the nude experience. This time was going to be different. This time I was going to have a public masturbation with people looking at me. All designed to bring me to a very public climax. And boy did it.

I went to the beach on the Sunday of Memorial Day weekend. It was a little cloudy until well into the afternoon when the sun broke out. It made a perfect day for my plan. Getting down to the beach is quite a good hike. I took a small cooler filled with drinks and snacks, my beach towel, a sexy book, plenty of sunscreen, and my prized possession, my long white vibrator.

There were plenty of people there that day so finding a prime spot to see and be seen wasn't a problem. My extra wide beach towel made the perfect accessory for my plan. I was able to fold it in half and still have plenty of room to lie down. After I got comfortable I decided to go for a walk just to work out my jitters. This time I had no support system so I kept my suit on. But that didn't stop my mind from enjoying nasty thoughts.

After walking up and down the beach it was time to put my plan into action. I took out a drink, some trail mix and my book and lied down on my stomach. Just like a regular beach I undid my top but as I propped myself up on my elbows to read I allowed my top to sway freely. On a regular beach that would have drawn a lot of attention but here it was just a tease.

I've always liked my breasts. I've always thought 34b was enough to notice but not enormous enough to be a problem. So yes, the guys around me could see them peeking out from under my top yet they weren't exactly on display. And I still had my bottoms on so for a nude beach I was definitely over dressed. After finishing a passage in my book that involved passionate fucking I was primed and ready to go.

Reaching into my purse I pulled out my vibrator and quickly placed it between the layers of my beach towel. And just like that night on my bed I rolled on top of it until it hit my sweet spot. This was no dark theatre this was no playful rubbing against a barstool. I had a vibrator racing against my clit in plain view of dozens of people, naked people. To make it even more exciting I squeezed a handful of suntan lotion into my hands and discretely placed them under my hanging bikini top. The palms of my hands were able to coat my nipples with lotion as my fingers added a gentle caress. My body was hot from the sun. My mind was filled with thoughts of sex and my pussy was buzzing like a bee.

Because of my desire not to be discovered my actual masturbation technique in public was never as pleasing as I could deliver in private. The real stimulation was in my mind. This day it went into overload. I was surrounded by enough naked people to make anyone's fantasy come true.

Just a few minutes earlier a beautiful couple had laid their towels down just a few feet in front of me. Now they became the object of my fantasy. He was lying on his stomach with his feet towards me. She also had her feet towards me but she was lying on her back. I was literally able to look right up into her pussy. They both and dark tanned skin and sun bleached blond hair. A true California couple if I'd ever seen one. The sun glistened off her skin as beads of sweet swelled up and rolled down her skin. As he reached over and slid his hand over her breasts and down her stomach my hips went into overdrive.

The soft sand made a perfect foundation to hold my vibrator. I was able to press down and let up in rhythm. It was just like fucking. Moving my arms like I was brushing the sand away gave the perfect side-to-side accompaniment.

As I looked to either side of me there were naked men. Beyond this beautiful couple were two coeds and their boyfriends. A quick side-to-side glance showed that the beach was filled with people sunbathing, walking, talking and playing volleyball. But what was going on in my mind was much wilder.

The couple in front of me was now masturbating each other. Her little hand around his huge cock made quite a contrast. She was up for her small hands by maintaining a quick steady stoke. His fingertips made figure eights around her clit. It stood up as if inviting someone to suck on it. Beyond them the coeds had started kissing. When one lied down on her back the other lovingly went down on her. Not to be left out her boyfriend started fucking the pussy licker doggy style. The other boy found his girlfriends open mouth to be a nice home for his erection.

To the right and left of me were naked men with their cocks sticking proudly in the air. Looking directly at me they rolled on their sides and started to masturbate. Everywhere I looked I saw erections being stroked, fucking, sucking, and group sex.

My eyes closed and my hips tightened and my body shook. I don't think there was any doubt to anyone who was watching that I'd just had a big time cum. As I opened my eyes the couple in front of me had walked away and the foursome in front of them were peacefully reading. I reached up and took my top off and looked at the guys by my side. One was pretending to read a book and the other was looking right at me. Both of their cocks were growing to attention.

I reached between the layers and turned off my vibrator. Pulling off my bottoms I used them to hide it as I put in back in my purse. Now naked and reeling from aftershocks I stood and went for another walk.

I was naked but here I blended into the crowd. I couldn't help but think that I also shared a mindset with many of my fellow beachgoers. I'm sure that when they got home they were going to close their eyes and recreate this sight. Then they'd masturbate and pretend I was there to watch them. I just smiled because I didn't have to pretend.