Teasing in the park [F] [exhibition]

When I looked outside recently and saw the wind blowing, rustling the tree branches and blowing the leaves around in the air, there’s only one thing I thought of: short hemline weather. I was so eager to head out to the park that day, wearing a peach floral-print sundress with a flared skirt that went just barely halfway down my thighs, ready to have a delicious morning turning heads and teasing the guys out for a walk. I just live for that addictive thrill: the moment I feel a cool breeze climbing up my bare legs and billowing underneath my skirt, playing with the fabric, deciding whether or not to lift it up all the way and flash my panties to everyone around. The loss of control, the sheer helplessness in a public space, surrounded by eyes almost begging for a peek, and all I can do is wait and see what happens.

The wind was being playful that day, blowing cool air under my dress and making it billow outwards just the slightest bit, like it was letting me know that it could lift the flimsy skirt up whenever it wanted to. I was surrounded by people on all sides by now: guys walking and sitting down on benches, all of their gazes climbing up my exposed thighs. I even caught a few married men looking: they’d get in so much trouble with their wives if they were caught staring, but they couldn’t help it. I could help but smile as some joggers slowed down as they passed me to get a longer look at me in my billowy dress. I could let the wind almost blow it up, and then at the last minute hold it down with a hand by my side, and you could almost feel the frustration around me. It was perfect for leaving a trail of rock-hard erections and blue balls behind me, teasing all the guys as I pretended not to notice.

But just as I passed by the lake I heard my phone go off in my purse, but as I pulled it out, I fumbled it between my fingers and lost my grip on it. In a panic I lunged forwards, trying to catch it with both hands before it hit the sidewalk, and to my huge relief I caught it before it fell. But while I was leaning forwards with both hands occupied, suddenly I felt a huge gust of wind blow in from the lake! My heart skipped a beat as my dress, without anything to hold it down now, blew up around my waist revealing my panties to everyone around!

I was wearing a cute, girly pair that day, one that was supposed to remain my secret: little white cotton cheekies trimmed with pink lace, covered in pink lipstick kisses all over. Like all my panties they were a few sizes too small for my hips, stretching the elastic to its limit as my round, jiggly asscheeks spilled out over the top and beneath the thigh holes. The thin cotton strained to keep my quivering booty under control as I walked, like it might tear at any moment. And there I was, leaning forwards with my ass up in the air, giving everyone a perfect view! The wind refused to die down as I scrambled to put my phone away; no matter how much I like teasing, I never get used to the sudden embarrassment of showing it all!

When I finally got my skirt down at my legs again, the first thing I saw was a group of younger guys in jogging shorts, and it looks like they were regretting their choice of clothing almost as much as me. Through the thin nylon fabric of their running shorts, all three of them had massive erections, poking out in a way that was impossible to ignore. They tried to lean forwards, but they weren’t fooling anyone, and those huge bulges refused to go down even a bit. From the looks of it, a lot of other guys in the area were having the same problem! But out of the corner of my eye, I saw something else: someone *very* quickly putting their phone in their pocket, with a guilty look on their face. So I still can’t be sure, but I suspect that somewhere out there, a photo of my little accident in the park has a place in someone’s private collection!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l00w8q/teasing_in_the_park_f_exhibition