I love the local park
It's getting colder now, and soon my all-time favourite habit of jilling off in the local park will come to an end. There is a high bank that backs onto a railway line. The bank has benches placed every 100m or so. Sitting on one, you get the whole park below and trains passing behind.
That's where I 'do' it. I like to watch other girls on their way home from the local secondary school. I particularly like two sorts. One is the sort of girl who thinks it's cool to be overtly sexual in public... swearing, talking dirty kind of thing. The other is the cute ones who look like they never even touched themselves yet. I sit there, my hand discretely up my own skirt just playing idly until I see one who takes my fancy.
Today, was an 'innocent' type. She looked about 16, but was very well dressed. I wondered as she walked across the grass whether she was damp between her legs. I wondered whether she trims herself. Then, to my delight she dropped her bag and sat on the grass cross legged. I could see right up her long legs to a pair of small pale blu panties. Too far away for me to see much, but as my mind took hold, I imagined I could see her pussy lips pouting against the material, and the small damp spot. I imagined what she might smell like... sweet, horny. Then I wondered if she would jill off tonight. I imagined her hand in those little cotton panties and them moving as she rubbed herself. Then, just as in my mind she cummed, my own orgasm rolled gently through me wetting my panties and my fingers. She looked up, right into my eyes, and smiled. DAMN.