Take a shower

I could just be scratching myself... they can't tell where my fingers are...

I "scratch" gently along my slit, my breath catching.

This is a terrible idea. Not that I'm stopping...

My eyes wander to the stall with the hard on in it. I try to glimpse behind the curtain.

There it is! And... oh my god, he's...

I press a finger easily in, my slippery-wet pussy tightening around it as I catch glimpses of a hand stroking a very hard cock behind that curtain.

He's right there... masturbating...

Unlike me. Doing it out where everyone can see, like any sensible person.

I pull my hand away, tugging at my shorts as if I was just adjusting them all along. Just in time, too, as one of the men in the group shower comes over and starts drying off. I try desperately not to watch, wishing I was still "adjusting" myself.

Then the hard on comes out, but it's... not so hard now. He did it, he really did jerk off in there!

I pull up, holding my clothes in front of my crotch, and stand. I brush past the man who just jerked off in the shower stall, my bare hip slipping along his bare backside as I step into the stall, pulling the curtain behind me. Looking around, I find a small shelf out of the way of the water just big enough for my phone, but nothing else. I reach up and stash it there, naked, a small plastic curtain doing a terrible job of hiding my nudity, and my gender, from the two naked men drying off none the wiser just beyond it.

I look down. There's a splatter of white goo on the floor by the drain. A glob. I blink at it.

I turn and peek out at them around the edge of the curtain. I've got to do something with my clothes, I can't keep them in here.

"Hey, um, do you mind?" I try to mask my voice in a dry rasp as I hold my clothes out around the curtain. It comes off... asshole-y.

"Fuckin'..." The guy whose cum is on the floor of my shower stall glares at me.

"I just, um, can you put my clothes somewhere?" I manage.

"Get a fuckin' locker, dude." He grabs them and tosses them on the bench.

"Right..." I say, closing the curtain, shaken more from the fact I just held a conversation with a total stranger while naked than his brusque tone.

I start the water and it warms quickly. It rinses over me and I let out a happy little sigh. That feels nice.

I rub my hands softly over my chest, my fingers teasing gently at my nipples. That feels nice too.

I let a hand wander down, petting gently at my furry patch until it finds the slit between my thighs... "Mmmngh..." I sigh, stepping forward and stopping myself suddenly.

It's not the moan that stops me. No, I'm too quiet under the running water for my voice to carry, but rather I'm suddenly reminded of how easy it is to see inside these stalls as I lift my foot and look at the goo sticking to the bottom of it.

I turn, and try to glance through the cracks on either side of the curtain. I bite my lip, letting my hand unconsciously scratch at my fur as I try to see out. The two guys drying off are already gone. No one else is at the bench. The two other guys in the group shower seem to be chatting. If I stand just right, I can make out one of them.

I bite my lip, letting my fingers tease back into my slit, struggling to keep in a shudder as they make contact with my aching clit. I watch the naked man just... showering there. Like it's nothing.

He's not particularly attractive. A little chubby, maybe? No big dick or anything, but maybe he's a grower not a shower? But he's just... chill. Hanging out. Naked. Chit chatting away. No big deal.

Fuck...

I slide a finger inside myself just as the water in the stall next to me shuts off. It wouldn't have been any big thing, but as his curtain swings open, it knocks mine briefly aside. For an instant, my body is bared to the man stepping out, my hand buried in my furry snatch, and I let out a panicked squeak.

He doesn't seem to notice, and the instant passes as quickly as it leapt at me, and I'm just there, naked, a few feet away from him, naked. My heart racing. Two fingers in my pussy.

"Fuck..." I whisper, my fingers immediately picking back up as I step back against the wall of the shower stall. Water running down my front as I lean back, I ignore the tell-tale "splash-splash-splash" of my hand moving in and out of the way of the stream as it pumps two fingers hard and fast in and out of me.

"Mmmngh..." I shiver, my hips already writhing against my hand.