Wednesday, May 27, 2015

More Exhibitionism: Version 2.2!

After leaving Gardens in the car in just my shirt, I turned into East Coast Park Service Road. As you know, clothes do not work well on me so I took them off and drove down the rest of the service road nude in the car. I reached somewhere probably halfway or near the end, before I parked and got out in my birthday suit and my favourite pair of beige 3-inch heels. I brought along a piece of panties (which was actually a guy's swimming trunks) just in case (well, what modesty have I got to protect anyway), and locked the car behind me.

I observed a few cars in the carpark, most were not in their cars, before hitting the park paths and darting away from the carpark, where a car entered and headlights shone right on me. Once safe, I continued walking leisurely along the path. About 200 metres in, two guys on their bikes rode past and whistled at me. Being the shameless girl I am, I did not find a place to hide, nor did I wear my panties immediately. I continued walking down, away from them, and observed their actions. They went further and further and no intention of turning back. I heaved a sigh of relief yet a bit of disappointment. I would actually do them if they stopped and did something to me.

Oh well, I continued walking down till I hit a quiet beach with no one. I went under and behind a tree and lied down to take a break, my heart still racing from the encounter earlier. I subconsciously started fingering myself casually (well I always do that when I'm naked) but it doesn't get anywhere near orgasm unless I tell myself to. Soon I got myself quite wet nonetheless. I stood up and checked for traffic, before moving to a bench near the side of the paths where I sat down, spread my legs, and continued fingering myself. I went faster and everything got wetter, before I felt a tinge of pleasure. No squirt this time. I wore back the swimming trunks, which immediately became soaking at the bottom where my vagina was, due to there being no padding at the vagina area for a guy's trunks.

Once my trunks where in place, I paced back to car while meeting no one on the way back. Out of adrenaline, I purposely walked in front of cars at the carpark, before getting into my car and drove off while fingering myself furiously. Along the way, I cut a slit in the swimming trunks, which basically meant any further fingering may probably result in squirting all over the pedals.

Not like I cared anyway. I was more concerned about my bladder at some point in time, so I did not even hesitate when I opened the door along the service road and just peed at the roadside. Mind you, my door was facing outwards (away from the pavement), and there were cars coming from both directions. Did anyone saw me? Will anything happen?

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