You sit on the train, feeling a creeping desire building within you. As the motion of the train rocks you back and forth, your hand discreetly slips inside your pants. The thrill of being surrounded by other passengers only heightens your arousal. You spot a pretty woman across the aisle and fantasize about her. Your mind begins to wander as you stroke harder. You imagine the woman across from you bending over in front of you, her tight skirt hugging her curves. You picture sliding your hand up her leg, feeling the warmth emanating from her body. The thought of being caught only adds to your excitement.
As you continue to stroke yourself, you become more and more paranoid that someone will catch you. You try to keep your movements subtle, hiding your hand beneath your coat. The fear of being exposed only makes your desire stronger, and you find yourself growing dangerously close to the edge. The sensations coursing through your body are too intense to resist. You grip yourself tighter and begin to pump your hand up and down even faster. The sound of the train rushing by outside seems to synchronize with your movements, urging you closer and closer to the breaking point. Your toes curl and your breath quickens as you feel the familiar wave of pleasure rising within you.
You feel your orgasm building to a crescendo, and you bite your lip to stifle any cries of pleasure that may escape. You tighten your grip and quicken the pace of your hand, chasing that elusive feeling of ecstasy. Your breath catches in your throat as wave after wave of pleasure courses through you, and you shudder with the intensity of your release. A moment passes before you become aware of the other passengers around you, and you feel a flush of embarrassment. But even so, you can’t help but feel a sense of fulfillment. You tuck your spent cock away and hope you’ll be able to get the cum stain out of your coat when you get home.
