A Salty Snac Before Lunch

As an early bird, Kelsey found herself up at the same time every day, even on the weekends when she didn't really need to do any work. Laying on top of the sheets naked, the 29-year-old stretched out her limbs, flexing every inch of her almost six-foot height. Already slightly sweaty, she sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. This is where she found herself on this July morning, up early while both horny and hot.

Deciding that she needed to get out of her stuffy apartment, she skipped her normal quick masturbation ritual, threw on enough clothes to pass as decent, and headed for the train station across the block. Granted, she needed to be back here across the hall in a couple hours for lunch with her neighbor Justine, but she hoped she'd still have enough time. Knowing the train schedule, she felt confident that she could make it to her favorite park for a show before lunch.

Her hair was tightly pulled back in a ponytail, but the rest of her outfit, while appropriate-ish for lunch with her friends, was much less appropriate for a Saturday morning trip to the park. Unless one wants to get noticed that is. The short, flowy skirt she had chosen to wear that day, barely covered her butt. It seemed to be floating on air as she hopped onto the train out of her neighborhood. The red bralette she wore matched the red thong, but did very little to support her 38DD chest. It was the type that zipped in the front, this one struggled to contain her chest. Not her favorite, and a little bit on the smaller side, but her others were in the laundry. Thankfully there weren't any people on the train, so the snugness and subsequent, jiggly show she was putting on went unnoticed. What wasn't unnoticed, was the warming feeling she was getting from her piercings rubbing against the fabric as her tits shifted ever so slightly in her top. Not much longer she thought to herself.

And after a few more stops, she found herself at her destination. Exiting from the sauna of a station, she noticed her bralette had become unzipped a bit, sweat building along the edges. She pulled the zipper back up before she headed across the street to the park and started walking laps around the track.

See, there was a local men's rec basketball league at this park, consisting of fit and trim guys who must have lived or worked in this part of town. She found herself frequenting the area these past few Saturdays, commonly pausing for a drink at the water fountain nearest the courts. She would walk laps on the nearby track, taking frequent breaks to stretch and hydrate. She was usually way too nervous to do anything more than look, relieved that anyone who may have been checking her out didn't say anything. She liked watching and being watched, it was one of her biggest turn-ons.

One Saturday, after stopping at the park a fourth consecutive week, she built up some courage and chatted with an Italian man who seemed to be keeping score. When he complimented her outfit at the time, she quickly realized that he was gay. Paolo was happy to share information about the league though and she loved to hear him talk with his accent. It reminded her of her summer in Italy during her gap year before college. She learned lots from the sexy sounding man, including that most of teams were just bored recent college grads newly moved into the city, working in finance or IT. They were immature and had team names like Red's Big D and Sweaty & Ready.

These were sweaty and ready men for sure, yet they probably weren't really Kelsey's type. They were big, loud, and muscular. They constantly played as if they weren't afraid of getting hurt, which she found incredibly primal, but again, not her type. And honestly, they weren't very good, but seemed to enjoy the running back and forth with constant movement. These guys were younger and seemed more interested in playing for pride, leading to a very special show of manliness and shit-talking.

Watching between laps made her wet. The show was what had kept bring her back week after week, including squeezing a quick trip in that day.

That weekly watching, had provided her just enough dirty thought to carry her through a few pleasureful Saturday afternoons with her favorite toys. And as a treat at the park today, she knew her favorite duo from last Saturday's fantasy, Blondie and Muscles, would both be playing for the Big D. She chuckled to herself a bit, finding the name as entertaining as she believed naughty. Watching these two dominate some of the other teams turned her on and found her wishing that they would both dominate her.

And then a fucking bonus treat. On the day she wasn't even going to pass through, the unthinkable happened when she was stopping for water. As she turned the crank to start the flow, she thought she caught Blondie checking her out, causing her to miss her mouth at first. Trying to peek again, she took the water to the back of her throat and coughed a bit, causing her breasts to jostle around on her chest. She paused and smiled, chuckling at herself choking on water like it was a dick. Once again though, her top had become unzipped a bit. At that moment in time, she hoped the zipper would hold up.

Noticing her struggles with both the water AND the zipper, Blondie gave her a wave before whispering something to Muscles. She paused to imagine what they may be saying, had they noticed her the past few Saturdays? She began wondering if the team's name was as literal as it was sexy. She could already feel her thong getting damp from her usual voyeurism, but now all she could think about was how big their cocks could be. And whether she'd choke on them like the water or take them with ease.

Muscles waved at her as she imagined taking his dick down her throat and he then pointed over to the bleachers. They wanted her to watch them play! She wandered slowly towards the bleachers, wondering if this was really happening. Knowing she didn't have much time, she checked out the court action again before looking down. By far the shiniest of metal bleachers, she sat down for the first time since she got off the train. Hopping back up quickly due to the heat of the metal, Kelsey felt her bouncing nipples stiffen in her bralette as she looked around to see if anyone noticed. Thankfully, this area of the bleachers didn't have a ton of people and those here were more interested in the on-court action.

The on-court action, however, may have been more interested in her. Between trips down the court, Blondie and Muscles kept sneaking peeks in her direction. They were two of the few who were actually capable at sports, making their opponents struggle mightily. Both seemed to notice the bouncing and stiffening occurring off the court. Kelsey looked at the bench again, badly wanting to sit down for a little longer to watch more of the show.

"Here," Paolo, her Italian friend from earlier this month said, appearing out of nowhere and handing her a towel. "It's clean, you can sit. Just don't steal it, capiche?"

She nodded, sat down on it and took a deep breath. Much better, she thought. As she sat enjoying the sunshine, she watched her newfound friends make quick work of the opposing team. They had both removed their shirts to cool off after the game and Kelsey enjoyed what she saw. From time to time, she even found herself jumping up and cheering a bit. The two men both had tight, toned abs that were glistening in the sun. Becoming much more aware of her breasts rising and falling with her breath, Kelsey noticed her nipple rings practically poking through the fabric. Moving to adjust her top, she pulled the zipper up again while subconsciously grinding into the towel beneath her a bit, reveling in the sensation as the fabric brushed against her swollen lips.

"I think they like you," Paolo said, catching her off guard as she finished adjusting her bralette, letting it snap back into place. "I envy you, they're good men who will show you a good time."

Oh, she was ready for a good time, she thought.

SHIT, what time was it?!?

She looked at her phone, realizing she was in danger of missing her train and being late for lunch. Jumping back up, the bralette that she had chosen that day finally betrayed her, freeing her large, pierced, and tan-line covered breasts in all their glory. In shock, she clutched her arms to her chest and started rezipping her top as quick as possible, still pausing to avoid catching the piercings. She tried to peer around casually assess who may have been blessed with a shot of her chest. At that moment, still panicked from exposing herself accidentally, she noticed the towel that Paolo had been nice enough to lend her. The light blue towel she was sitting on caught her eye because a giant dark blue spot had appeared directly where she was sitting. Apparently, her pussy was much wetter than she realized and she had left a spot. A BIG spot. Oh god, she thought, Paolo said it was clean. Panicked she grabbed the towel covered in her juices and ran off towards the train station. Hoping no one noticed her show or her escape, and hoping that she hadn't lost her chance with Blondie and Muscles.

Kelsey arrived back at the station and sprinted down the station stairs as fast as she could, knowing how late she was and that she'd be stuck in the sweltering train station for at least another twenty minutes if she missed the one pulling in. Thankfully, she knew the schedule quite well, as this was the same station she used for work during the week. This part of town was much quieter on the weekends, since most of the buildings were dedicated to 9-5 things, like finance and business. Even most of the restaurants were closed on Saturdays, but honestly, food hadn't been the snack she was looking for prior to lunch with her neighbor.

Snapping back to reality as she nearly stumbled down the final stairs, she remembered the wet towel that she was carrying and clutched it to her chest, her breasts still bouncing now but at least no longer to the point of popping her top open again. As Kelsey bounced down the hallway, she stopped at the turnstile and fumbled for her pass in her phone case, hearing the official announcement of the train's arrival before dropping it to the ground, feeling miles away in the moment. Pissed at herself, she started to bend over when she remembered what she was wearing and its current condition.

She snapped back upright, causing her breasts to bounce around some more. The bounce causing her piercings to radiate another pulse that she could now feel in her pussy, she let out a quiet moan that sounded closer to an exhale. Kelsey glanced around, noticing a few other folks exiting for the stairs, focused on their next destination. She squatted down, slower this time, and grabbed her wallet. Rising ever so cautiously to not put on a further show, she held her wallet at the scanner grateful to go unnoticed for a change.

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ

The three loud buzzes rang out, causing Kelsey to jump back, losing her balance and stumbling to the ground. FUCK, she thought, remembering she didn't have enough money on her pass. Sitting there, with her ego more bruised than her bottom, the incoming train caused a warm breeze to pass through the train station and over her dampened thong. It felt dirty and borderline gross, but she shuddered as another, bigger heat wave rippled through her body, distracting her briefly from being so exposed. She pulled her skirt up in the front to survey the damage, becoming more aroused at the sight of the two different shades of red on similar pieces of clothing. No bruises from her fall thankfully, but her bottoms had a spot so wet, the outside of it appeared shiny. She reached down and tried to adjust the wet spot, forgetting where she was for a moment. Pulling up on her underwear, she noticed her folds, seductively peering out from both sides of her darkened thong. She felt so hot while exposing her pussy to the air for a moment, borderline embarrassed that it looked like she peed herself.

Suddenly, there was movement that caught her eye.

A large, bearded employee wandered into her peripheral vision and appeared on the other side of the turnstile. He looked down at her, taking in the entire scene before fully realizing what he was seeing. At first, he was tense and concerned it was some vagrant, but relaxed a bit after assessing a bit more. He smiled sheepishly, scanned his badge and stuttered out a "you're all set..." before passing by her and walking out of the station, most likely off to find a bathroom to relieve his own newly built-up pressure.

Realizing this was just the break she needed, Kelsey jumped up and moved further into the train station, knowing that she still had another two flights of stairs before getting to the platform. At this point, she had given up on modesty and decided to just let her breasts bounce. Several people walking up the stairs. as she barreled down them, turned to stare as she passed. One man, looking a little too long and getting a smack from his wife. Normally, she would love the attention, but the announcement of her train's departure was actively taking place.

As she approached the platform, her train departed. She caught up with the moving train, banging on the side with one of her hands, but it was too late. The train took off into the tunnel and Kelsey stood there, breathing heavy and now frustrated, in addition to horny and hot. She threw her towel on the closest bench and sat down. This was the very last bench of the platform, mostly shielded from the stairs by an information booth. Similar to this part of town, the information booth was closed on the weekend. Leaning back against the wall before quickly arching forward from the surprising coldness, she realized that she had the entire train station to herself. She was completely alone, mostly hidden, and the next train wasn't due for another 18 minutes.

Could she really do that here? Would she really do that? Was she really THAT horny? She was.

Kelsey reached down between her legs, hooking two fingers inside her thong and pulled the soaked material to the side, slowly caressing her inner thigh with her other hand. Sliding her hand into her crotch, now irradiating heat from her incidents earlier, she touched her clit for the first time and sat up with a jolt. She wondered how much the bearded employee saw, knowing that she had just shaved the day before. Was it his first pussy in person? Could he see how wet she felt? He had a full beard, so she hoped he had seen something at this point in life. These thoughts just made her wetter and wetter, leading her to know that her pussy was ready for fucking.

She brought her fingers that were holding the thong aside, up to her lips and licked her juices off of them as she continued to massage her clit, lightly in a circular motion, with her other hand. She pooled some spit in her mouth and lathered the same fingers until they were dripping with saliva. Reaching back down between her legs, she buried her hand inside of her thong and started rubbing the outside of her pussy again before inserting first one finger, immediately followed up by a second. Slowly sliding them in and out, she thought of the park and the game that she watched, feeling like she almost remembered seeing the bulges in their shorts. As Kelsey started to pick up the pace a bit, she became more aroused by the sounds her wet pussy was making as she slid her fingers in and out. Moaning loudly, she snapped back to reality, glancing around and studying the train station to make sure she was still alone.

Again, she was. And the next train was still 17 minutes away.

At this point, Kelsey decided to go all in and purposefully this time, unzipped her bralette and freed her tits from their restraints. She started twisting her nipples gently with her free hand, rolling the piercings in her fingers before tugging on them a pinch. She'd pull on them until it started to hurt and would let go, her tits loving the attention and another wave of heat getting her pussy wetter. Bringing her fingers up to her mouth, she licked them clean, tasting her juices on her hand as she ground into the towel again, remembering the sensation from the park. Immediately reaching back down, her workout intensified, as what started as sliding, had turned into a jamming, still working up a lather with two fingers while playing with her tits. She longed for the same access that she had to her nipples though and at this point her thong had become a borderline nuisance. This gave her an idea.

She paused and stood up, pulling down her now saturated thong before stepping one leg out of it and using the other to fling it down onto the tracks. Sitting back down and glancing around again, she sighed at the newly found freedom she had earned herself and the continued lack of people. She knew that her luck would be running out soon, unless she wanted to go full exhibitionist that is, and went back to work.

Bringing one of her feet up on to the bench, she leaned back against the wall again, briefly gasping at the cold and arching her chest out, but ever so focused on the heat coming from between her legs. As this had all been about ease of access, she decided to bring her other foot up on the bench as well.

She reached down to her pussy again, her legs spread as wide as possible, her butt scooting the towel to the end of the bench, before inserting her fingers as if they had never left. Pinching her nipples somewhat aggressively now, she slowly started grinding against her hand and moaning. Kelsey knew she was close, but even this would be a record for her. Must be the risk, she thought, opening her mouth to grunt, shocked by how risky she was being, only silence as she started approaching her climax. She lifted herself up slightly higher on her feet, and using the wall to support her weight, started pounding back down against her fingers. It was this motion that made her realize maybe she liked being this dirty.

Opening her eyes, she saw the clock read 12 minutes and realized she had been lost for the last five. Out of the corner of eye, she saw Blondie and Muscles from the park. The two studs were standing, still shirtless but uncertain on what to do next, the swelling in their pants growing beneath their toned and chiseled abs.

"Mind if we get off too?" one of them asked softly, seeking her permission to join. She nodded yes without a sound, unsure of which had asked but grateful that one of them had. While never stopping the attention she was giving herself, she watched as the two men pulled out their cocks and started fondling their members in their hands. As they began lightly stroking nearby, drops of precum started forming at the tips, catching both the light and Kelsey's eye. These men were big and only getting bigger.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh-ugggghhhhhhhh," she moaned quietly from her still open mouth, the sight of these men pleasing themselves now propelling her rollercoaster of a morning closer to orgasmic bliss. She gawked for a moment at these two men quietly watching her while they all played with themselves. Their massive cocks made their team name the other side of wrong as Kelsey realized that she had never seen a penis with such girth before. Both standing erect and spilling from their hands, she could smell their musk as she kept humping back against her fingers. She slowly started to tense, dropping back off her feet but with her mouth still agape. She felt drool pooling and start spilling from both corners of her mouth. In that moment, she asked herself if she was really going to do this.

Her orgasm was coming, whether she was ready or not.

"Ain't no one else down here beautiful, you can let it go," Muscles stated through a grin bigger than the Cheshire cats. "You are as hot as they come."

"YEEEEEEESSSSS!" Kelsey erupted.