Today, I'm feeling extremely horny. I don't know why, but all day I've had sex on my mind and nothing I do is helping. I've masturbated in bed when I woke up. Again, in the shower. After breakfast, I was watching TV and these two people were flirting and it turned me on so much! I went online, looked for some porn and got off again. It was no use, no matter how often I did, I still felt unsatisfied. The boredom of the day was getting to me, I needed to get out there and do something wild!
I got naked and started looking through my closet for something nice to wear. I chose a wrap-around dress. I put in on, put I skipped my bra and panties. It felt so sexy to feel the silky fabric slide on my naked skin. Once the dress was wrapped around me and tied, I got in front of the mirror and looked at myself while I ran my hands around my hips, over my belly, on my breasts and around and around my nipples several times. My nipples got hard and I could see them through the fabric. My breasts were heavy, you could tell I wasn't wearing a bra and that's exactly what I want for what I have in mind.
I took my purse and filled it with a few important items. My vibrator, the small one for my clit. Also, a butt plug and a dildo. Hey, a kinky girl like me can never be too prepared! I head out the door and walk to the nearest subway station. The wrap-round dress lets me show off my thighs as I walk, since the fabric naturally slits up the leg. It would just take a little wind and people would get to see more than just my thighs! The thought turns me on and the lust I've been feeling all day just keeps growing.
I've made it to the subway. It's not very busy, which is perfect. I take a seat and I wait, looking around me at the men in the wagon with me. After a while, I notice a man, nice looking, mid thirties, get in the wagon and he sits in front of me, but slightly to my left. He looks at me and I smile. He smiles back and them opens his briefcase to take out his newspaper. I keep staring at him and every once in a while he looks up and I smile at him again. Now he knows I'm staring at him and he keeps smiling, event when he's looking down at his newspaper. He's looking up at me more and more often.
That's perfect, I've got his interest! Next time he looks up at me, he finds me playing with my hair and gently biting my lip. He stares longer than the other times. I look around us, left to right, and no one is paying attention to us. I slide my hand down from my hair to my neck, down to my cleavage, an I push the side of my wrap around dress over my left breast, exposing my whole tit and nipple to the cool air. Immediately, the cold and the excitement harden my nipple and it stands there, erect, for him to see. His face is shock and awe. He definitely likes the sight. He puts down his newspaper and now he never looks away from me. I smile at him again, but he's not watching my face. His focus is on my hand, the one that's teasing my nipple. I'm so aroused, the feeling is amazing. I leave my breast bare, even though another man has entered the wagon. He sits in front of me and notices my bare tit right away.