It was a beautiful sunny day in my local park. I went out with headphones and mask, ready to go for a walk, get a little time in the fresh air. I enjoy the trees and the time to myself. The park was fairly busy, so it's hard to get enough distance for safety. I turned down one of the smaller paths, looking for space, and a little quiet.
My phone buzzed. Taking a peek, I saw it was just a chat notification, but from one of my favorites: a NSFW picture sharing group. I opened it up and was treated to the sight of an absolutely delicious-looking cock, held firmly by its owner as he sits in his shower. I could feel a little thrill through my clit. Obviously, I hit like on the photo before I put my phone back in the pocket of my hoodie and kept walking. But strolling down the dappled trail, I couldn't seem to pay attention to my podcast any more. I was thinking about showing off for my friends in the chat. I decided to take a quick snap to share. After all, who doesn't like a little harmless exhibitionism?
I reached up under my shirt and pulled down the cups of my bra so my tits were resting on top of it, but were still hidden from view. I unzipped my hoodie, pulled out my phone, and carefully looked up and down the path. Empty, except for me. I held my phone out in front and centered my chest in the frame. I lifted the shirt as quickly as I could and hit the button. Pulling my shirt back down, I peeked at the picture. Two perky tits, well-framed by the clothes around them, under a masked face. Pleased, I dropped it in the photo chat with the caption "Safety first!" Likes started to pop up underneath immediately. Always feels good to have fans.
I had hoped that little hit of naughtiness would be enough, and that the heat in my cunt would ebb as I walked further down the path. But unfortunately for me, the opposite happened. Taking the picture, exposing myself in such a public place, had been a rush. Well. I did have a few chat buddies I could take a private picture for. Or several. Looking around and seeing no one, I did the trick everyone learns once they start wearing a bra, removing it from under my shirt. I stuffed it in my pocket and kept walking. The cool breeze through my tshirt did no favors for my already erect nipples, taking them from hard to glass cutting. I ran my thumb across one and smiled.
I took this opportunity to explore some quieter trails. Every few minutes, I would pause, look for foot traffic, and take another picture. I had had about enough though, and plenty of pics, so I made my way back to the main part of the park. My phone buzzed and I looked at my messages. There was one from the man I had mentally referred to as "Sexy Shower Guy"; nicknaming is not one of my talents.
"Hey Clodia. Very sexy picture. Dare you to take another outdoors for me."
I am much too old for stupid dares. I promise I am. But the idea of someone I lusted after wanting to see what I have to offer? Well, it was too good to be true. I looked around. Even though it was a sunny day, and one of the busier trails, there was no one in sight. I readied myself for my mystery chat buddy. Unzipped my hoodie. Pinched my nipples hard; they look better stiff, and I like the sensation anyway. It was impossible not to wiggle my hips a little and feel the wetness and heat in my briefs. I took my phone out and opened the camera. I lifted the hem of my shirt up to my collarbones and snapped several in a row, arching my eyebrow and winking to my unknown friend. Something in the frame of the photo caught my eye as off, somehow. But before I could register what it was, a hand grabbed my elbow and spun me around. "What in the hell do you think you are doing?!"
I had been so focused on my work for my new friend that I hadn't remembered to take off my headphones to hear anyone coming down the trail. So I missed it when this man walked right down into the frame of my picture. I pulled my shirt down quickly and looked at my captor. He stood about a head taller than I. He was wiry, and his grip was very strong. No way I could pull away. His jaw was set in disapproval and anger. A nice, strong jaw. Steely eyes. Pretty good-looking all round, actually. In other circumstances, I'd probably flirt with him. But, given the mood, that seemed like a bad idea. "I said, what the hell do you think you're doing?"
Play dumb, Clodia. "Wh-what do you mean? You're scaring me. Take your hands off of me!"
"Don't pretend to be innocent. I saw you out here half naked. This is a public park! What is wrong with you?!"
"You must be mistaken, I was just taking a picture of this stand of ferns! Let go of me!"
His grip tightened. "I won't continue this conversation here, but you need to be taught a lesson in how to behave in public. You're coming with me."
I started to cry out, to look for help, but he came in close to my ear. "If you try to tell people, I can just tell them you were exposing yourself here in the park. The pictures on your phone prove it. Public indecency looks terrible on a rap sheet. Come quietly." He steered me by the elbow off into the woods.
We walked a little ways in silence. I was sweating in fear, a knot in my stomach. "Please don't hurt me. I promise I won't do it again."
He laughed. "Of course you will. You're a slut and you like to show off. You're going to keep taking naughty pictures to send out unless you learn a lesson." He stopped by a downed log and looked around. "I think we're far enough off the path now. Give me your phone."
I started to argue with the man, but he stopped me. "Phone. Now. You're in no position to argue. And I'll need the password." I reluctantly handed it over. He opened it, and my last picture popped up. My captor shook his head going through the camera roll, seeing each one of the many nudes I had taken over the last few days, including the several from that very morning in the park. "It's worse than I thought. You are absolutely incorrigible, and need correction."
