Public Panties

I could not believe my luck on that late August afternoon at the park. If it were not for a little memento that I still have, I would have not believed that it happened at all. I was walking home after a hectic day at work and decided to cut through the park to relax a bit. I took to walking shortly after my fortieth birthday when my doctor told me that I needed more exercise. I work at an office filing papers so I started walking to and from work on days when the weather was nice enough. Walking those seventeen blocks made my legs stronger and my stamina did increase at work.

I was enjoying the fresh Kansas air despite the heat of late summer. The park itself took up an entire city block and was filled with oak and elm trees for shade. It was deserted since most people were at home and getting ready for supper. My wife of fifteen years knew that I sometime took strolls through the park and would not prepare supper until later in the evening. I was walking upon a bend in the trail when I heard someone giggling. I stopped dead in my tracks before slowly walking towards the bend. I heard more giggling and decided that I did not want my presence to disturb whatever fun was going on ahead of me.

I got off the trail and behind the bushes before walking around the bend. What I saw surprised me to say the least. A young slender blonde was lifting her short white skirt while a man was snapping pictures of her red silky panties. He was taking close-up shots and directing her to turn this way and that while lifting the skirt higher.

“Now rub your panties a little for me, Casey,” the man said while getting his old fashioned camera ready for more shots.

“Oh, Henry,” Casey moaned as ran a finger over the crotch of silky panties. “You’re so naughty talking these pictures in the park. What if someone comes by?”

“This park is only busy during the weekends, honey.”

Casey rubbed her panties with one hand while holding her skirt up with the other. Henry snapped more pictures from up close and then moved back for some more shots. A wet spot was developing on the crotch of her panties. My mouth was watering since I had a great view of her front. Sometimes Henry would block my view but not for long. He reloaded the camera with a 35mm film cartridge quickly and expertly.

“Now slowly pull those panties down for me, babe,” he said as he prepared himself to take more snapshots.

She could not have been more than twenty or twenty-one and was built very shapely. Her breasts were large enough for at least a d-cup and she had a nice tan. I was not expecting her to be tanned all over until she began pulling down her moist panties. Her bald beaver came into view and it was beautifully tanned as her arms and legs.

“That’s it, baby,” Henry said while snapping more pictures. “Stop with them around your thighs.”

He positioned himself closer and I had a throbbing bulge growing in my pants. I wanted to move closer but stay hidden enough by the bushes. I thanked the Lord above that autumn had not yet arrived and there were still plenty of leaf coverage. Henry took several pictures of Casey with her silky panties pulled down and her bald beaver glistening in the fresh air. She began to spread her puffy pussy lips much to the cameraman’s and my pleasure.

“This feels so great,” she giggled as she slipped a finger between those smooth lips. “I’ve got to lose these panties and please myself.”

“Go for it, honey,” Henry said as he rubbed his own bulge.

Casey took off her silky panties and flung them in my direction. I panicked and quickly dropped to the ground. I was getting my work shirt and pants dirty but I did not care. The last thing I wanted was to be discovered and bring an end to the show. The panties landed on the bush not far above my head. Henry laughed and took a few shots of the panties on the bush. My heart began beating in fear that they would come closer or retrieve them. They stayed in their spot much to my relief.

Henry reloaded his camera once again and waited for Casey to start in the action again. She spread her pussy lips wide as the camera started snapping. Casey began fingering her swollen clitoris and they were too wrapped up themselves to notice anything around them. I took my chance when she began fingering her wet hairless hole. I snatched the panties quickly and quietly as I could.

The crotch was still wet and I sniffed them. They smelled of perfume and pussy that made me even harder. I did not dare take out my throbbing cock and jerk off but I continued watching Casey masturbated while Henry snapped away. I was expecting him to whip his own cock out and start having some fun of his own. He either must have been very professional and wanted to get as many pictures as he could or it was not in her contract for sex. I really did not care but enjoyed the show.

When I heard Casey moaning that she was reaching her climax, I knew that was cue to leave with my prize. I shoved the panties in my pocket and started to creep back around the bend. I would go back the way I came and skip my walk through the park. It was not easy walking with a hard dick but I thought of other things like work to cool me down a little.

I got home later than I expected and my wife greeted me with some concern. She noticed my face was flush and asked if I was okay. I smiled and told her to bring out the wine for supper for I had a big surprise for her. We had our dessert before our main meal and my wife was surprised that I was still hard afterwards.