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Originally Posted by 25baja
Amy Sue your last beach story was great. The excitement you must have felt getting caught at the gas station by the family in the mini van. Was it more stimulating having them see you in your sheer underwear or the looks of disapproval and maybe jeolasie from the lady. By the way I would love to cum all over your chest and stomach. Can't wait for the next chapter
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Getting caught in my underwear at the gas station was very different than most of the scenarios I set up intentionally. This added more fear and embarrassment, but for all the unexpected excitement, it gave me exceptional pleasure. Let me add that the screenshot from the video of me in that bra and panties does not show well. They are very sheer. At times, when wearing them, I feel totally naked. Driving to the beach, I liked thinking of the risks – car breaking down, getting pulled over, etc. But I had not thought about gas. So, having to stop as I did was unexpected. This turned the situation from my plan, for which I had built up the courage. Now I was in a situation a bit more out of my control. So, even though I am used to being in public in various stages of undress, and the gas station experience was not extreme among them, I was much more scared than usual. Then, being discovered by a family was far from my commonly intended audience. I should not here go into detail about the various members of that family, but it was a large group that were mostly the type for whom I would not normally show off. They piled out of the van to stretch their legs and throw out their trash. They were only a few feet away and froze in their tracks when they noticed me. None were shy about staring. I could not control myself and was literally hopping with nervous energy. I only made eye contact with the mom. She was shocked, but I couldn’t otherwise tell what she thought. She didn’t seem angry - more curious or amused. This was a relief. I was mostly afraid that someone would confront me. While in the middle of it all at the gas station, I just wanted out of there. But as soon as I drove away, I was engulfed with the highest level of the sensations that my exhibitionist endeavors pursue. I have found that the greater the fear and the unknowns, the greater the payoff.
To answer your question, I was relieved by the mother’s reaction, but most excited from being caught by everyone.
I find it interesting that I got so much out of the gas station experience. One would think it would pale in comparison to my adventure on the beach a few hours later. Masturbating for, and with, strangers should far exceed the excitement of pumping gas in my underwear. And in some ways, it did. But the expectations in the different environments have much to do with the outcomes. Playing sexually where it is acceptable to be nude is arguably not so extreme as parading in see-through underwear around an unsuspecting family in public.
Everything that happened on that trip, made for a marvelous day. Driving home from the beach, I knew the excitement would stay with me for a very long time. But I didn’t know it would continue even today, as your comment of what you would like to do to me after reading the story allows the dividends of that day to continue to payout.
Thank you for your compliments! I look forward to your feedback for the next chapter.
No pictures from the gas station, but here are a few more random pictures from that beach.