This wasn't the first time, far from it, but it is an occasion that sticks in my mind. It happened in the 90s, before smart phones and cctv cameras, when it was possible for me to walk the streets in my wank-mac, wank-trousers, cap and goggle-eye glasses. On this occasion I was driving round the streets in my van - I was unaware of the city centre scene where lots of girls were walking around in the skimpiest gear - that pleasure was to cum later. 

I was hoping to see some girls, then rounding a corner I saw Her and Her friend. She was wearing a very short skirt, a top that finished just above Her skirt, showing Her belly-button, and Her bosoms were holding out the front of Her top so you could see just how bosomy She was. She had long legs and ankle-high boots. 

My eyes gaped and I rounded a corner and dumped the van, hurrying along, zipping up my wank-mac. I walked along a street, hoping that is where they would walk, and stood in the middle of the pavement, hand through the holes in my pockets quickly getting my willy erect. I must have known anyone could see me through their windows in any of the houses of either side of the street but all I could think of was seeing that Girlie-Goddess walking along in Her tiny short skirt and bosomy top and spunking in my pants watching. 

I was in luck - the two girls appeared at the end of the street and began to walk up towards me. I was gawping and gently stroking my willy, the spunk was near the top and I was red-faced and gasping, on the verge of pants-spunk pleasure. 

They walked up opposite to me on the other side of the pavement and then stopped, Miss Girlie-Goddess lighting a cigaretter with help from Her friend. At no stage did they give me the slightest indication they knew I was there. The fact is I was standing in the middle of the pavement with no obvious reason to be there - other than ogling the two sex-queens.

She was laughing with Her friend as they lit Her cigarette, while I shuddered and pumped my pants full of spunk, my head nodding up and down and my body crumpling as shot after shot of perv-spunk went into my pants. They were still there as I finished filling my pants with cum, then they walked off, again with no indication at all then they knew I was there. 

As always, as I turned to head back to the van I unzipped my mac to see a lovely big fat spunk-stain over the front of my wank-trousers, adding to the crusty pile of stains already there. Was it just a coincidence, or did She deliberately stop to give me the view that made me soak my pants with cum? Who knows?  It just adds to my overall experience of occasionally being given the ultimate in sex pleasure by a beautiful Spunk Queen who probably knew exactly what She was doing. 

 "Yes I know I made that old perv cum in his pants watching me - it was a good laugh!"