Stripping in the Par

Karen felt her heart racing as she drove towards the park. She had met Charles a few months ago. He was in his 60's but something about him had captivated her. She was in her 40's now and found herself texting and calling him like some doe eyed school girl. He had warned her that he was a dirty old man and their messages had become gradually more erotic. This only added to her fascination with him and what he would push her to think about next. Today she had decided to try out the park after dark as he had suggested a week ago.

She sent him a message before leaving, 'On my way to the park.' There had been no response while she drove, but Karen still thought about Charles showing up to watch her as she explored some of her exhibitionist ideas. The parking lot was empty as it was well after 10PM and all the kids that normally would be playing were home in bed asleep. She got out of the car and looked around, a nervous excitement made her skin tingle.

The slight breeze blew her brown hair into her face. She pulled it back into a ponytail before starting her walk. She was in tight black shorts which outlined her ass nicely. The T-shirt she was wearing for the drive over was quickly peeled over her head and placed in the passenger seat of her car leaving her in a pink sports bra that supported her 34C breasts. She started walking along the cement path that ran around the edge of the park.

Most of the park was well lit by the street lights and the lights near the playground. The quiet was a welcome change to the busy pace of life on the other side of the nearby trees. It was cool, and Karen felt just a slight chill on her exposed skin. Looking down she could see her nipples stiffened by the cold poking up under her bra. Her eyes looked around as she made the first lap. There were no indications of anyone else being around, but her imagination added in others watching from a distance. This added to her increasing pulse and excitement.

Halfway through the second lap Charles responded with a text. 'It is a perfect night for it. How far will you go?' Karen read the message twice, remembering his encouragement in their last few discussions about her desire to experiment with exposure. A quiver ran up her spine thinking about losing an item of clothing with every lap or two.

She slowed and responded. 'We will see how long I last. On my second lap now.' The trees created a shadowy area near the back of the park. Charles had shown her a path in the woods there that led to a subdivision maybe a half mile away. He lived in that neighborhood and she started to wonder if he might make the trip over to watch her.

Karen got a little lost in the thought of performing for the old man in person rather than this sexy texting routine they had established. She nearly jumped out of her skin when her phone beeped with his next message. She glanced down to read it as the lights of the play area brightened. 'I guess the pants are coming off then.' Followed by a grinning smiley face laughing at her. Then another message announced itself with a loud beep. 'You did think 2 laps was a good pace when we talked about it.' Charles reminded her of their little text scene from a few weeks ago.

The phone was much louder in the quiet park than she had thought. She was a little nervous someone might have heard it and looked around as she neared the parking area again. The reality had her nerves on edge more than the little chat they had last week. She stopped at the car and set her phone to vibrate before slipping the black shorts off and placing them on the passenger seat with her T-shirt. She slipped the key out of her pocket. It was attached to a bracelet that she slid onto her wrist. Her heart raced as she stood in her blue thong panties feeling the cool breeze.

Karen was amazed at her excitement as she took her first steps onto the path again. Her senses all heightened in this exposed state. Every nerve was alight and singing with fear and delight. Her hands shook when she tried to type the next message in the phone. 'This is crazy, but shorts are off.' She hit the send button, wedged her phone into her bra and picked up her pace.

The exercise helped fight off the chill of the spring night. Soon she was feeling a comfortable warmth through her body. The phone buzzed, and her breasts became the focus of her excitement as it went off. Pulling the phone out she read his message. 'Really?! I thought you would chicken out. How wet are you?'

Karen could almost see Charles sitting on the bench on the back side of the park leering at her as she passed the spot where they often sat and visited. His eyes wide with amazement as he stared at her blue panties looking for signs of wetness. If she hadn't been wet before, Karen's pussy was soaked now. She paused and lifted her foot onto the bench and reached down to feel with a finger. Her pussy was indeed soaked, the finger easily sliding in. Her body tingled as she worked the finger around rubbing a bit and feeling her orgasm starting to build up.

She stopped playing before getting too far along and licked her finger clean. The hum of excitement continued as she finished the lap and responded to Charles. 'I seem to be wetter than expected.' She still peered into the shadows, but with less nervous anxiety and more hopeful excitement than when she started. She knew her quick rubbing session had shifted the feeling and she wanted to stop and play more but kept going.

The walking was now causing her nipples to respond as the material rubbed over her sensitive nubs. The response from Charles came quickly, he must be at home or at least somewhere that he could play along. Karen read. 'Yum, taste good? Bra next, show me those delicious titties.' She could almost hear the emphasis on the word titties that he used when he was being crude. She shook her head, but her body still just kept building the excitement up. Every step there was a little tingle or rub that set something off.

As she walked the back stretch towards the car every step became a stimulant. Whether she continued the game or not she had to walk to the car. Part of her wanted to jump in and rush home to masturbate with her favorite dildo. Another part wanted her to listen to Charles and strip off the bra so that she could show him her "titties" as he called them. Karen suspected she would indeed give in and strip down completely before letting herself have the orgasm that was insistently building within her.

Then it was there, the car was right in front of her. She stared at the passenger door with the window rolled down. Her shorts and shirt lying in the seat, they helped the exhibitionist argument telling her she had come this far already. "Why not?" She asked aloud to the empty parking lot. There were of course no objections from anyone. With a last look around she peel the sports bra up over her head and dropped it in the seat.

It was harder to start walking away this time, and the elation of that dirty little part of her brain that enjoyed this exposure was almost overwhelming. She debated what to send Charles in response. She knew he was waiting for an answer. She grinned as the idea entered her head to send him a selfie. He had asked about it in passing a few times, but never pushed her about it.

When she reached the bench near the back, Karen sat down on the worn wooden surface and pulled her phone out. She posed a bit as she lined up just the right angle for the picture. Flash, click, the image was focused on her bare breasts. The nipples were pink and puffed up excitedly. Her chin was just visible at the top with her navel at the bottom. You could still see the bench at the edges. She was certain the Charles would recognize it, but nothing dangerous was exposed should it get out into the public domain. She hit send.

She knew the panties would be the last to go. Her legs trembled, and she had to stop when the phone buzzed with his response. Standing between the playground and parking area she read the text. 'Holy Shit! Those are even better than I thought, just came all over them for you.' She felt herself blush, the warm flush started in her cheeks and ran down her neck and across her chest quickly. "I left a surprise for you if you go all the way. It is under the trash can in the back.' There was an evil grin smiley attached to this last message.

Karen quivered and looked around. Seeing the trash can not far from their bench on the far side of the park she wondered what he had done. She dropped the damp thong onto the rest of her clothes in the car. Her pussy juices now exposed to the breeze created a cool spot between her legs. Of course, this only added to the heat being generated by her excitement creating an oscillating hot cold cycle with each gust of wind.

Her pulse raced, and every step made her skin tingle as she walked around the park towards the back section and her surprise. When she reached the trash can she peeked inside. A few drink cups and other litter were scattered at the bottom of the can. He did say under the trash can. This required Karen to get down on her hands and knees to look under the metal mesh that held the trash can. Again, she imagined Charles taking the opportunity to leer at her naked ass while she reached under and pulled out a cardboard box.

Karen wanted to open it immediately but resisted the urge and carried it to the bench to sit down. She pulled the end open and tilted the box to let the contents fall onto the seat beside her. There was a thump as a thick pink rubber dildo slid out. Beside it was a small piece of paper. She opened the paper and saw Charles handwriting. 'Just in case you went through with it, I thought you might need something to help with the orgasm I know has been building up.'

She shook her head in disbelief, both at the audacity of pushing her this far and his thoughtfulness at giving her this tool to relieve herself. At this point there was no way she was going to turn down the dildo. Her pussy had been aching to be filled since the earlier fingering. What resistance to playing in public was washed away by the flood of desire at the sight of the toy. She lifted the dildo feeling its weight in her hand. Without thinking she placed it at her lips and licked around the bulbous head.

They had talked about toys a few times and Charles had chosen well. It was had a large head and was about 8 inches from the base to the tip. It was smooth except for the flared edge of the head and stretched her jaw just enough. She moaned as it filled her mouth. Her pussy was drooling juices in expectation of feeling it next. She pulled it free with a little pop and slid her hips to the edge of the bench. One hand rubbed at her labia as the other guided the dildo between them. The head slid along her wet slit, she pushed persistently through 3 attempts before the tip finally opened her enough to slip inside. Uuuunnnggghhhh... she moaned loudly at the feeling of it stretching her.

Hearing herself moan, Karen looked around afraid someone might have heard, but kind of hoping for it as well. The quiet rustle of the wind in the trees was all she heard. The dildo was perfect, she started slowly pumping it in and out. Once she had relaxed a bit she pulled it out with a wet squelch. Her eyes closed, and she popped the head out a few times, reveling in the feeling. She had a little orgasm and held the dildo tight while the tremors ran through her.

Desperate for a big orgasm she pushed the dildo in and shifted back on the bench. Adjusting the base so that it sat firmly against the seat she leaned forward, hands gripping the edge of the bench. She looked out at the park as her hips rolled and bounced on the big dildo. Her breasts jiggled and bounced in the cool night air. The quiet park and playground right there in front of her. Only a few short hours ago people had been laughing and playing right there. Now she was riding a dildo left by a dirty old man driving herself towards orgasm as hard as she could. The wetness of her pussy making loud sloppy sounds as she drove her hips onto the dildo. "Oh Fuck!" She groaned when the orgasm hit. The dildo wedged deep inside while her pussy spasmed and clenched around it for several minutes.

The cool air on her sweat coated skin brought her around once the feelings subsided. She eased up off the dildo and turned to see it glistening with her creamy juices standing up obscenely from the bench. Instead of picking it up, Karen sank to her knees in front of the bench and licked the pink shaft clean. Her thighs were chilled from the wind on the wetness dripping down her thighs. Finally, she stood up, picking up the dildo and her phone from the bench.

Her mind reeled as she walked back to the car. She sent Charles one last message. 'Thank you for the gift. I used it right there where you sit on the bench.' The urgency was now gone, but the excitement of walking naked through the night was still there as she made her way back. Sitting in the car she knew that she would need to put her clothes back on but didn't really want to. She decided just the T-shirt would be enough and pulled it over her head. Then she started the car and headed for home.