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I went to the usual park again today. The park was empty and quiet on a weekday afternoon. I sat on a bench and started masturbating, but it felt a bit unsatisfying. So I put my hand on my shorts and, still sitting on the bench, took them off. I opened my legs slightly and stroked my clitoris. But there was no one around to notice me. I decided to get completely naked here. If I got naked and masturbated, someone—no, everyone—would watch. They would see my lewd appearance, the way I was masturbating. Just thinking that made my clit more sensitive, and when I put my fingers into my pussy a filthy fluid poured out, running down to the bench over my butt. I looked around and first grabbed my skirt. My legs trembled, my heartbeat spread through my body, and a tremendous sense of guilt and tension made me shake all over. Then I unhooked the clasp, pulled down the zipper, and, still sitting on the bench, took off my skirt. Shame and nervousness left my body frozen, but when I slowly inserted my fingers into my pussy, a huge amount of wetness came out again. Masturbating like this in a public place, half-naked from the waist down, gave me a kind of antisocial guilt and a fear that someone might attack me—those thoughts flashed through my head and I glanced around, but there was no sign of anyone, and a little sense of relief came. I pushed my fingers deeper into my pussy and was hit by an incredible pleasure all over. Then I put my other hand inside my T-shirt and squeezed my breasts. The pleasure running through my whole body made me seek more stimulation, so I grabbed the hem of my T-shirt with both hands and, without hesitation, pulled it off in one go. I was completely naked. In the park on a bench, nothing covering me. Overwhelmed by shame and excitement, I forgot myself, massaging my breasts and plunging my fingers deeper into my pussy. When I put four fingers into my pussy and stroked my clit with my thumb, I held my breath and my whole body tensed up. Then I stopped and exhaled slowly, and a warm sensation on the hand inside my pussy... Freed from the stiffness throughout my body, urine suddenly started flowing as if a dam had broken. I wet myself. Dazed by the afterglow of excitement, the flow of urine felt strangely pleasant, and I plunged my fingers deep into my pussy again. After resting a bit, I became very embarrassed and hurriedly grabbed my clothes and ran to the restroom.