One summer, I was out driving, and I became horny as I got to the country roads. I know it's unwise, but since I couldn't get the idea out of my head, I parked the car by the road side. It was beside the corn fields along country roads with very light traffic.
I took off my shirt and my bra. I took off my jeans and rolled the panty down one ankle and off the other leg. I started use my right hand to play with my pubic hair, and my left hand to lightly sqeeze my nipple. It sounds cliche, but it's true: the possibility of getting spotted was turning me on. As I get hotter and hotter, I opened my legs and had stretch over the gears. As I did this, I knew that if there I got caught there and then, I would have no way of getting out of the trouble spot. And somehow, I wish there will be a guy there to watch me masterbate, and maybe I will give him a hand job as well.
I finished my business, and there were a few trucks roaring by. I didn't get caught, but I sure wish I was.