Sneakily orgasming in the boy’s locker room [F]

As the sports season winds down at school, and having watched some recent locker room porn. I got the stupid idea to see if I could sneak into the boy's locker room during a game. There was no planning involved, just sheer risk and reward, and I enacted this idea yesterday during one of the final games of the year.

I lingered around in the closest hallway until the boys went out to the field after doing some hallway chants and psyching themselves up. They headed out to the field, which gave me my opportunity to slip inside. I waited another five minutes to ensure the coast was clear, and assuming that it was, I made my move. The paranoia instantly set in as I walked down the hallway that seemed to go on forever.

When I inevitably reached the locker room door, I looked both ways as if crossing the street. The coast was clear, and I swung the door open and went inside. The boy stink wasn’t overtly terrible, but it wasn’t great either. I had been in worse situations, so it was whatever. I was only wearing a hoodie and leggings with a thong in my pocket, which made stripping down easy. Within a minute, I was booty-ass naked in the room where I could easily be swarmed by a bunch of guys wanting to use me. The adrenaline rush was fucking amazing and made me super horny. I didn’t try to hide my fun either. The room had lockers on either side, with two benches, and then showers and toilets in the back. I picked one of the benches.

Laying down on it, I had my pussy facing the door, and if someone walked in, that would be it. My one hand played with my boobs, giving them a deep massage and pinching my sensitive titties. Meanwhile, my other hand was between my legs, teasing the outer edges of my pussy, and then dipping two fingers inside when they weren’t pinching my clit. Then there was the problem of moaning, and to fix that, I gagged myself with the thong I brought.

All of this combined felt insane, and it didn’t take very long for me to reach the first orgasm. I didn't stop, though; I just kept going, and after, the first was starting to fade, the second, and then a third happened almost right after. My body was convulsing on the bench as the orgasms overwhelmed me and I was in a post-orgasmic bliss. However, I lost track of how long I had been in the locker room. I heard the buzzer go, and the team would soon come back to the locker rooms. I only had seconds to hide as I grabbed my clothes and ran all the way back into the showers.

It was the only safe space, and I couldn't fathom a reason for them to come back and check. Then, I heard them all pour in, along with the coaches. They were getting grilled for the way they were playing. Meanwhile, I was now masturbating in the showers, daydreaming of them all running a train on me, thinking how that would boost their morale. Thankfully, the coach kept them busy for most of the intermission, and then they went back out. By that point, I was finishing my fifth orgasm, my legs were wobbling, and I was very cumdrunk. Although one last intrusive thought entered my mind. I was going to leave my thong behind.

There wasn't anything special about it, and it was cheap, so before I left. I took my gag out, hooked it on one of the taps in the shower area, then put the rest of my clothes back on and hurried out of the boy's locker room and into the girl's locker room, where I took a quick shower, mainly to clean up the mess between my legs. It was so much fun, and I can still feel traces of the adrenaline rush while I write this.