Our washing machine was in need of a repair but duel to the snow storms we’ve had, the repair tech couldn’t come out to fix it. So decided to head to the local laundromat since it was just a block away. I figured it would be quiet since no one in their right mind would leave their house in this weather unless they had no other choice.

When I arrived it was completely empty. After starting my first load of laundry I sat down and scrolled on my phone. Ten minutes or so passed before I switched from online window shopping to Reddit. I’m sure you can imagine how quickly I went from “just killing time” to wet and aroused.

It was night time, the streets were quiet, no one was going to venture out to do their laundry at this hour, plus I was horny, so naturally I had to do something about it. I slipped off my boots, pulled down my leggings, pushed my panties to the side and began to play with my clit. I had my giant long puffer coat near by to cover myself with just in case.

I found some delicious audio of men moaning and continued to rub my aching pussy. While the hum of the machines carried on. I felt like such a filthy slut, spread open, exposed, touching myself. I knew there were cameras. Although I was almost positive I was sitting in a blind spot, I actually didn’t care. It only made me more aroused knowing that maybe the owner was at home watching. Perhaps a man at his computer scanning to make sure his business was ok, only to see a dirty whore touching herself. Him trying to zoom in, hoping to get a good look my wet cunt. I imagined him pulling his cock out, stroking to the filth on his screen.

I said two fingers deep inside my slit while my other hand continued to rub my clit. ”Fuck this feels so fucking good” I moaned. I loved how my body reacted to these situations. Giving into my desires no matter where I was. I spread my legs further apart and began to really fuck myself. Harder. Faster. Looking towards the cameras to my left. Hoping to make eye contact with whomever was watching. I moaned even louder, like I was home alone.

Soon my body tensed up and I let out a long deep guttural moan as I came hard on my fingers. “I’m fucking cumming!” I cried as I shook on the chair.

I sat there for a moment and gently patted my swollen pussy. Admiring how it glistened with my juices. I had a few more loads to do that night, and figured after a little recovery, I could probably make myself cum at least two more times….and I did just that.