PN/There's no time! Masturbate right there in the lobby!

From Create Your Own Story

Fuck it. You've made the rest of you public, why stop at this? Part of you wonders if you are about to cross a line, but a stronger part of you just doesn't care anymore. You need relief.

You walk towards a bench in the lobby with your mom following behind you. You sit down with your legs closed and look out across the lobby. There are dozens of people walking around and stealing glances your way, but no one blatantly watching or approaching you. You know that's about to change.

You rub your hands up your sides and onto your chest, as you start to squeeze and caress your boobs. You let out a light moan and your mom grins. More people are looking over now and some are headed towards you. You keep playing with your boobs until you have an audience of about 15 people. One person pulls out their phone and before you can tell him not to, everyone else follows suit. Fuck it. The cameras pointed at you just make you feel hotter. You run one hand down your stomach and across your belly button, resting it on your inner thigh. You scan your gaze across all the people and cameras, now increased to about 20 people, before you slowly open up your legs and rub your hand down onto your pussy.

Unable to stop now, you start rubbing up and down your pussy while making eye contact with the crowd. Your pussy is soaked and you eventually slide a couple fingers in. Swiftly sliding them in and out, you moan as you fuck yourself in front of the crowd of 30 people, all of them with phones pointed at you.

This is everything you hoped it would be.

You practically scream as you reach your orgasm, your legs tightening up as you continue to pump your fingers in and out until the orgasm subsides and you slowly remove them. You feel drained after the most incredible orgasm you've ever had, so you just lay your head back on the bench with your legs still splayed open, your inner thighs soaked and glistening from your pussy.

Some of the crowd disperses while some remain. Your mom walks up to you and says, "Wow, that was amazing baby. I can't believe how brave you are."

What should you do now?

You could quickly bail out and leave the restaurant, security or maybe even the police could be on their way. You could keep sitting there while you recharge and maybe talk with your audience a bit. You could get up and walk out at your own pace, off to somewhere else. Hell, you could even go for round two.

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