I stopped seeing Miss Melanie, the first girl I'd ever seen pose, when I ran out of money. I started wandering the streets, hoping to see girls in short skirts or low-cut tops, when one day I was in a city centre and suddenly there were girls everywhere. 

These were girls going clubbing at night time, wearing some pretty skimpy things too. Instantly this became my wank-habit of choice, and when girls walked by in particularly skimpy showy outfits, I'd spunk in my pants just watching. 

There was a girl who had a lovely-looking figure, nice and bosomy, and I saw Her a few times, usually rubbing under my mac and spunking in my pants as She walked by. One evening two blokes stopped in the middle of the pavement, looking down a side road. I shuffled along in my mac, my legs clamped together, and saw Her. Bosomy Miss was wearing a really low-cut top. 

I had no choice, no control, but jerked my limp willy under my mac, hoping to get it stiff while She was still in view. She said under Her breath to Her friend - "wanker, he's wanking". As I got hard She and Her friend went into the pub opposite. I waited, gently rubbing my stiff willy. 

After about 45 minutes She came out, and walked across the road in my direction. I just shot spunk into my pants instantly, seeing such lovely cleavage on this lovely bosomy girlie-goddess. She carried on walking right up to me, while I looked away, my knob-spunking over. She wasn't smiling or pulling a face, I think She might just have wanted me to know She knew what She'd made me do. She didn't stop walking but turned sideways and carried on. 

That is one of the loveliest pants-spunks ever.