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I went to the usual park again today. The park was deserted on a weekday afternoon and eerily quiet. I sat on a bench and started masturbating, but it felt somehow unsatisfying. So I slipped my hand into my shorts and, still sitting on the bench, took them off. I spread my legs a little and stroked my clitoris, but there was no one around to notice me. I decided to get completely naked here. If I were naked and masturbating, someone—no, everyone—would watch. They would see my lewd body, my act of masturbation. Just thinking that made my clit more sensitive, and when I put my finger into my pussy, a nasty amount of juice came out, running down to my butt and onto the bench.
I looked around and first grabbed my skirt. My legs started to tremble and my heartbeat ran through my whole body; the trembling spread as intense guilt and tension took over. Then I unhooked the clasp, pulled down the zipper, and, still sitting on the bench, took off my skirt. Embarrassment and nervousness made my body frozen, but when I slowly slipped my fingers back into my pussy, an enormous amount of fluid flowed out again.
The idea of masturbating in a place like this, half-naked, felt somehow antisocial and guilty; the fear of being attacked flashed through my mind. I looked around nervously, but there was no sign of anyone, and a slight sense of relief came over me. When I pushed my fingers deeper into my pussy, an overwhelming pleasure washed over my whole body.
Then I slipped my other hand inside my T-shirt and squeezed my breasts. The pleasure running through my body made me crave more stimulation, so I grabbed the hem of my T-shirt with both hands and, without hesitation, pulled it off in one motion. I was completely naked—no clothes at all—on the park bench. Overwhelmed by embarrassment and excitement, I lost myself, kneading my breasts and thrusting my fingers deep into my pussy, stirring them about.
When I put four fingers into my pussy and used my thumb to circle my clit, my breath stopped and my whole body stiffened. Then when I stopped and exhaled, I felt a warm sensation on the hand inside my pussy... As the stiffness left my body, urine began to flow out as if a dam had burst. I had wet myself. Dazed from the afterglow, the warm flow felt strangely pleasant, and I again pushed my fingers deep into my pussy. After a short rest I felt extremely embarrassed and hurriedly grabbed my clothes and ran to the restroom.