Caught by a jogger just when I cuming…Risky public/outdoors

Title: Caught by a Jogger at My Most Vulnerable Moment

The sun was shining brightly in the morning sky as I stepped out of my house, clad only in a pair of loose fitting nylon shorts. My large, semi-erect cock was clearly visible through the thin material as I started my morning jog along the quiet suburban street. The thrill of potential exposure always got my heart racing, and I could feel my manhood swell with excitement at the thought of someone catching a glimpse of my impressive endowment.

I turned the corner and jogged past a group of mothers chatting while their children played in the small park. I savored the feeling of eyes on me as one of the women audibly gasped and whispered to her friend, pointing in my direction. I smirked to myself, knowing they were likely ogling my massive cock straining against my shorts.

As I continued my run, I spotted a stunning woman in tight pink jogging shorts up ahead. Her round ass bounced with each step and I couldn’t help but quicken my pace. When I caught up to her, I slowed down to match her stride, letting her catch a generous eyeful of my drooling member.

“Morning,” I greeted her with a grin. “Nice day for a run, isn’t it?”

She blushed at the sight of my awfully swollen shorts but politely nodded. “It certainly is…” she replied, eyes darting to my crotch. I sped up again, hoping to leave her flustered and craving more. As I jogged home, I replayed our interaction in my mind, replaying the appreciative look on her face whenever she peeked at my sizable bulge.

The familiar tingling sensation was building in my balls as I approached my house a few minutes later. Desperate for release, I slipped around to the backyard. I dropped to my knees and shoved a hand down the front of my shorts, grasping my pulsing cock. I jerked it vigorously, moaning softly as I neared completion.

Suddenly, I heard panting and the rustling of bushes. I looked up to see the same jogger watching me through the fence with wide eyes, her hand stuffed down the front of her own shorts. Mortified, I froze with a gasp, but couldn’t stop my building orgasm. With a loud grunt, I exploded, spraying a massive cumshot right at the startled voyeur.

Spent and shamefully exposed, I quickly tucked myself away and fled inside. The risk had not only intensified the euphoria of my climax but also led to a most embarrassing revelation. I blushed a deep scarlet as I wondered what she must think of me now. But a small part of me hoped we’d cross paths again. The tantalizing thought of her seeing me in such a compromising, naked and vulnerable moment only served to keep me in a near constant state of arousal for the rest of the day…

Now that you have encountered the complete psychological snapshot of an exhibitionist, who often puts himself at unnecessary risk, you can understand him better and determine your attitude to this over-willing individual. The responsibility is now on you.