I live in a condo and have a storage location the parking garage. It’s a giant room with individual and locked storage spaces. The locker room is large and has multiple entrances. Plus my locker itself is actually quite spacious.

I made my way down as I needed to grab something. But, my body decided it had something else in mind. That familiar urge came over me. “I should touch myself in here. When there is an opportunity to get off in a risky setting, I almost cannot function until I act on it.

I made my way into the locker and mostly closed it door behind me. I couldn’t fully close it otherwise I would be locked in. After finding the right storage bin to sit on, I began to tease myself over my clothes.

At first, just gently rubbing my nipples. Feeling the sensitivity build with each touch. Slowly increasing the pressure as I squeezed them harder through my top. I could feel them straining against the lace of my bra as they hardened.

I continued for several minutes despite how hungry my pussy was for attention. And I could no longer deny her. So I slipped a free hand down my leggings over panties and began to rub my clit in circles. Working it and my nipples in sync felt so phenomenal that I found myself moaning softly. But I needed more.

I slipped off my leggings and panties entirely exposed naked from the waist down My pussy glistening with my juices, begging for more. I needed to fill her. Stuff her tight wanton slit.

I rummaged around the locker for a bit, in a filthy haze, desperate to fuck myself with something. After I felt like an eternity I found took box. Inside was a rubber mallet with a relatively thick and textured handle. It was calling my name. I needed it inside me. I climbed back on top of a bin and began to run the handle up and down my clit. Teasing it while my wetness coated the handle. The textute felt phenomenal.

I was involuntarily spreading my legs in preparation for where that handle was going next. Just as I begin to slide towards my hungry hole, I heard a door open in the distance. Another building occupant entered to get to their locker. I heard their footsteps get closer, but I could still tell they were not by my locker. I hesitated only for a brief moment before I decided to continue.

Slowly inserting the handle past my lips into my hungry cunt, I tiled my head back. All I wanted to do was abuse my cunt with that handle but I knew if I went any faster, my other person would hear those nailer wet pussy sounds.

In and out at an excruciating slow pace, I continued to fuck myself. Rubbing my clit at the same time, while rocking my hips back and forth. This went on for at least 10 minutes before the other tenant left. By that time I was soaked and leaking my juices all over the bin. The moment I was sure they were gone I picked up the speed and began to feverishly pummel my filthy cunt.

The handle filled me perfectly as I pushed it deep inside. Enjoying the sounds my pussy made with each thrust. I rubbed my clit even harder. Fucking myself with the same intensity. I leaned forward and opened my locker door a crack more, hoping a sexy neighbour may walk in and catch a very small glimpse of my depravity and want to join. They imagine drive me over the edge as I felt my body tense.

Soon I was shaking as I came. Moaning loudly, forgetting where I was. I didn’t care. No one ess in here. My orgasm wash over my entire body. I kept the handle inside me for a bit. Enjoying the section of being full, before pulling it out and licking it clean.

I got dressed and made way back to my condo, only to realize I forgot what I initially came down there for.