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Upstairs in the offices, Jacqui and Wendy notice that face two windows away......
Wendy: Look, it’s him again, the creepy little git from the stores.
Jacqui: I’m not looking thanks.
Wendy: that’s every day he’s been up here, gazing through the window at you.
Jacqui: stupid little tosser.
The girls carry on with their work, but Wendy realises he’s not going away this time.
Wendy: d’ya know what?! Silence. You’re not going to believe this, but I think........still silence...I think he’s gonna do it in his pants.......
Wanker Graham is going red in the face as he gawps at Miss Jacqui, he’s dreamed of this for weeks and finally he couldn’t wait any longer, he’s DESPERATE to cum in his pants watching Miss Jacqui, the shapely blonde Goddess he’s obsessed with, and whatever the risk, he’s going to stay there gawping at Her until She makes him do it.
After leaking pre-cum and squirming against the stair rail as he moans, his head starts to nod.
Wendy: OMG! He’s actually doing it!
Jacqui: you’re fucking joking!
Wendy: He’s cumming in his pants! I’ve never, ever seen that before!
Jacqui: It was always obvious he’s a wanker. Don’t encourage him, get on with your work!
Wendy: Who’s bossy then?! She can’t help it and bursts into laughter as She sees Graham nodding up and down, his eyes glued to Miss Jacqui’s bulging tight top.
Jacqui: Like that’s gonna help?! We’ll never get rid of him if you encourage him.
Wendy: Sorry Jack, it’s just I’ve never seen a bloke cum in his pants before, it’s just, well, fucking amazing! What a fucking wanker!
Jacqui: every time he sees me, it’s like he goes in a trance. I just ignore him. Stupid wankers like that, you get them all the time, ogling away. That’s what you get when you’ve got big tits. You must get that too?
Wendy: Can’t say I’ve ever really noticed. After this that’s what I’ll always be thinking now!
- O -
It’s a drab day in a small town in the Midlands. Donna’s receptionist looks up at her as she emerges from her massage room, as a pervy-looking bloke exits out the door.
Receptionist: Alright?
Donna: Yeah fine.
Receptionist: It looked like he’d wet himself? Made sure I got a good look to!
Donna: yeah, don’t think I’ve ever seen that before. I mean this is quite a low-cut top, but not that much?!
Receptionist: what, he tossed in his trousers or something – or pressed up against you like the pervs in the Tube trains?!
Donna: Naaah, god, I wouldn’t have that. No he just looked. Gawked actually, and did it.
Receptionist: what was the briefcase all about, he don’t look like an office worker – in fact he looks like a perv!
Donna: well it was obvious when he was asking to see me pose, it was gonna be full of dirty books. I think when I opened it to see them all that was part of what was getting him going. Takes all sorts.
Receptionist: yeah makes sense. So he wanted to see yer tits and that?
Donna: No! He just, well, ogled and ogled, like he’d never seen cleavage before, it took about 3 seconds and then he’s moaning and wetting himself. It’s weird really – I mean I’ve had fellas toss off before loads, but just cum in his pants, just like that?! Yeah he said he don’t get to see cleavage very often.
Receptionist: that’s your dirty old man then. That’s why he wanted to keep showing me his wet patch, bloody old wanker!
Just then the door opens and in walks a timid-looking, nervous wanker with his mac open and a big streak of cum down the front of his trousers.
Wanker: sorry Miss, er, uhm, er, I forgot me carrier bag.
Donna: that’s alright love, where did you leave it?
Wanker: er, uhm, it’s just here, by the chair, sorry Miss. The perv bends down and picks up his carrier bag, clutching it guiltily to his chest.
Donna: don’t worry love, you’ve got it now. Take care now, have a nice day. Call again soon, won’t you?
Wanker nods guiltily and heads for the door, making sure he closes his mac before heading onto the street. As the door begins to close he can hear the receptionist say “wanker!” and both girls laugh.
Donna: wonder what was in that? He looked a bit guilty didn’t he. I guess that comes from being a wanker though.
Wanker is back in his van, eagerly re-winding the tape in his little cassette recorder. As he hears the girls talking about him, he starts to get close to cumming in his pants again.
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Melanie is posing for photos. She’s chosen a short black pleated skirt, and is doing raised skirt poses, showing Her stocking-tops and black knickers. Her boyfriend clicks away, trying to get the set done as quickly as possible so he and Melanie can ‘do stuff’ while they’re in the studio, out of sight of his wife.
Melanie: yeah he had these little mags, no nudes or nothing, you know, like lingerie stuff, old fashioned mags by the look of it.
Bev: the photog/lover yeah those spick and span ones go way back, they’re not your proper nudie mags, more for your pervs who want to look up skirts and stuff, bloody wankers if you ask me.
Melanie: is it normal for a bloke to cum in his pants, like seeing a girl show off?
Bev: Eh? What happened then?
Melanie: well he was showing me these spick thingys, you know the pictures in the little mags so I could copy the poses. He’d written all sorts of pervy stuff in there, you know all about her making him spunk in his pants, and well....
Bev: so you did the pose, he’s watching, then what?
Melanie: I mean, I know what it’s like when a bloke cums, obviously but, well, he’s got this look on his face like he’s never seen this before, I mean, I’m wearing this skirt and black panties and doing this pose, and it’s like he can’t believe his eyes, and it’s like, 2 seconds, and he makes this funny noise and just bends in half and sort of bobs up and down! I’ve never seen anything like it! She bursts into laughter at the memory.
Bev: yeah it’s gotta be. That’s bloody weird, never heard of that before. He decides that maybe they should take a bit more time with the photos. This could be very useful, very lucrative. Make sure you keep him happy Mel.
Melanie: like I don’t always?! This should be easy though.
A week later, and a very happy Wanker Graham exits the studio in his mac and wet trousers after 20 minutes or so of bliss. For the second time in a week he’s seen a girl pose, something that’s never happened to him in his 40-odd years, most of those as a girl-worshipper and mac-wanker. He takes no notice of the guy rolling up in a big Ford as he heads for his van, eagerly clutching at three packs of raised skirt photos that lovely Miss Melanie has sold him.
Bev: how did it go? Everything all right babe?
Melanie: yeah piece of cake. God he LOVED the photos, couldn’t stop going on about how lovely they were.
Bev: yeah well you do take a good photo babe. So, did he......d’ya make him again?
Melanie: oh yeah - I’m in there alright. He’ll be back for more, time and time again! God it’s like he just goes in a trance when I pose, I’ve never seen anything like it. He kept saying he’s never seen a girl pose before, weird stuff like that.
Bev: just gotta keep him sweet then and we’ll look to increase the fees, I bet we’re onto a good thing here, cash cow like.
Melanie: sure, I’m up for that. It’s like, well, he don’t even touch himself, just sort of, OGLES, with that gawping look on his face – all I did was copy the pose in my photo he was holding then he’s doing it in his pants, just wets himself. Then he’s happy as anything and keeps saying how lovely I am and all that. Easy money that’s for sure.
Bev: jackpot I reckon. You gonna up the levels, continental and that, maybe hand-relief, or full service?
Melanie: well he says he’s never done it so I thought well, we’re in here, but it’s like he was really scared when I mentioned it, thought he was going to do a runner for a mo.
Bev: never done it?? Got ‘is leg over you mean?!?
Melanie: Yeah, so he says, it’s like, he never gets near me, gets nervous if I get too close and that, and when I said ‘if you’ve never done it, that would be an experience for you then’, he was like, backing off big time, going ‘oh no, I couldn’t, I don’t want anything like that’, weird guy. I mean, he’s written all over those little mags stuff like ‘this is where She MADE me spunk my pants’, and she’s only showing stocking-tops maybe. Real wanker. But it’s ok, he’s happy to pay so we’re in there I reckon.
It’s three months later and Bev’s given up the studio – he just wasn’t getting enough business and already decided the girls had to ‘do tricks’ and then bottled it when the law was sniffing around. The only good thing is that the wanker-bloke, who only needs to see stocking-tops and loves to buy pics of Mel raising her skirt and showing her knickers, is still a regular. Bev got his missus to leave the house, same as him, so Mel can ‘entertain her wank-worshipper’ and “yes dear, it’s going to be an hour, ok? I should get down the shops.....” then he and Mel have got the opportunity.....
Melanie: ok Graham. Times up.
Wanker: Eh? He hasn’t got a watch and looks at Her uncertainly.
Melanie: you’ve got your photos, so, er, time to go. OK? Stupid Wanker timidly nods his head. Mel shows him out the door. Hope you enjoy the photos Graham, do let me know what you think! I’m looking forward to hearing how many times you cum over them, I know you love telling me. Maybe give me a call and tell me all about it? She needs to try and keep him sweet even though She’s kicked him out after just a few minutes, She doesn’t want to lose her customer.
As Graham drives off in his old van, Bev roars up and hurriedly goes through his front door, and up the stairs. Mel has already taken all her clothes off and Bev wastes no time in......well, doing whatever it is when men and women ‘do stuff’ – sorry I’m not at all qualified to tell this bit of the story.
Round the corner, Wanker’s pulled over and parked up, anxiously pulling out the three packs of pics that his Spunk Queen’s just sold him. He eases his erection upright as he leafs slowly through the first pack, breathtaking pics of the lovely leggy Miss Melanie lifting Her skirt up. He can’t hear of course, but round the other corner, in a bedroom, Her cries of ecstasy can be heard as Bev does stuff to Her.
Wanker: Ohhhhhh...lovely pics Miss, lovely pics........He now deliberately holds each pic up in front of his eyes, his clipboard resting lightly on his erect penis in his wank-trousers and underpants. Gasp! Oh LOOK WHAT SHE’S DOING! She’s RAISED IT RIGHT UP! Knick-knix! Wanker LOVES it Miss! Ohhhhhhh.........
OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!
Wanker’s cumming in his pants, moaning in perv ecstasy as he ogles the lovely knicker-show pics, while Mel’s lover makes Her moan too, whatever it is he’s doing to Her.
Melanie: picks up the phone Hullo?
Wanker: Oh hullo Miss, it’s the wanker that loves you!
Melanie: in a sort of ‘here we go’ type of voice hullo Graham, how are you?!
Wanker: I’m alright Miss. He goes silent.
Melanie: so did you like the pictures. There’s a long, almost ecstatic gasp at the other end.
Wanker: Ohhh they’re lovely Miss, LOVELY!
Melanie: laughing Oh I’m glad you like them. Have you been having a nice time with them?! She knows exactly where She’s going with the conversation.
Wanker: Oh Miss, it’s been LOVELY. You know when I left the other day, well I couldn’t wait till I got home to look at the new pics, so I parked round the corner. I only looked at about 4 or 5 pics then you made me cum in my pants Miss!
Melanie: Really Graham?! You’re a wanker then, for doing that! I’m only showing my knickers but that’s more than you can take, isn’t it.
There’s a strangled groan on the other end of the phone and She can hear several splats, and realises he’s shooting over Her photos. She knows this because he delights in pasting them into made-up magazines and then spunking over them, and bringing them to show Her at the next Worship Session, crammed with toilet paper. He also videos himself doing this and sends the tapes to Her, or brings them along so he can video Her watching them. Although still quite young, Melanie is very experienced with men, but She’s never come across a real pervert like this. Still, it’s easy money.
- O -
Leigh: the phone goes – Hi Dan, hows you?!
Danica: yeah good thanks. You? They chat about a few things then – there’s this guy I want to tell you about, a wanker like, a bit pathetic, he likes to cum in his pants looking at cleavage, we did a photo session in a studio in London but I was thinking how about we do the next one here?
Leigh: sure yeah, no problem. Is he one of your ‘chaps’ then?
Danica: I’ve only seen him the once but I’m sure he will be. He’s got a lot of my photos, well, he says he has, sends me scans of some photos going back years, he puts captions on and stuff, some have even got stains on, if you know what I mean, then he sends me his worship sheets –
Leigh: interrupting worship sheets??!
Danica: that’s what he calls them, it’s my photos then he puts a cartoon on, supposed to be him I’m guessing, cumming in his pants.
Leigh: loud laughter well I’ve never heard of that before! Sounds a right perv!
Danica: He’s very sweet actually, always respectful, always complimentary, never pushy, you know, subservient.
Leigh: right, pervert ‘chap’ then. What is it you’re wanting to do then, just a shoot?
Danica: not exactly sure, I need to find out what he wants, I don’t want to get too carried away, but he’s asked if he can bring his laptop, printed worship sheets and he wants to video it all too, I’m assuming he’ll bring his camera like last time.
Leigh: ok, well just let me know some dates and we’ll take it from there.
A very excited wanker has just received an email from his Goddess telling him the session is on. He’s been too nervous to refer to it as a Worship Session, but that ‘s what he’s hoping for, and he gets to work drawing up pervy worship sheets, and preparing the laptop so it’s dedicated to Miss Danica, shortcuts to all Her folders and a big picture worship sheet as the desktop background. He’s got a lot of photos of Leigh from her modelling days, and selects one from her site to include in the worship sheet – her being with Danica when she makes Wanker cum in his pants.
Danica: bye Graham, safe journey!
Leigh: Bye!
Wanker: mumbles bye! He exits with all his gear, his mac still zipped up and flat cap on his head.
Leigh: good session?!
Danica: Yeah, went well I think. Laughs for several minutes.
Leigh: what?!
Danica: still laughing well you know when I changed into the basque and that? Leigh nods. Bit unfair really cause he said he only wants to see like, short skirts and tight tops, but I couldn’t resist it, putting that on, just to see how he’d react. Laughs some more.
Leigh: and??!
Danica: still laughing Well he was gob-smacked! Speechless for about half an hour. They both laugh. I don’t think he’s ever seen a girl, like so skimpy-dressed.
Leigh: oh well I bet he loved it!
Danica: yeah I think he cum in his pants! Both girls erupt in more laughter.
Leigh: my god! You didn’t see?
Danica: Well he was doing his best to hide it – bursts out laughing again – I bet he’s had lots of practice! Both girls laugh quite a bit more.
Leigh: oh dear, that’s the funniest ting I’ve heard for a while! So he didn’t take his mac or his hat off then?
Danica: No, kept it zipped up all the time, like he did last time.
Leigh: to cover the evidence! Both girls laugh some more.
Danica: next time I’ll tell him he can leave his mac open! I might even go topless too! Both girls laugh at length.
Unfortunately there never was a next time – Miss Danica stopped modelling a few months after this, and anyway, Wanker Graham had been trying to get up the nerve to book another Session but so far hadn’t.
Wendy: Look, it’s him again, the creepy little git from the stores.
Jacqui: I’m not looking thanks.
Wendy: that’s every day he’s been up here, gazing through the window at you.
Jacqui: stupid little tosser.
The girls carry on with their work, but Wendy realises he’s not going away this time.
Wendy: d’ya know what?! Silence. You’re not going to believe this, but I think........still silence...I think he’s gonna do it in his pants.......
Wanker Graham is going red in the face as he gawps at Miss Jacqui, he’s dreamed of this for weeks and finally he couldn’t wait any longer, he’s DESPERATE to cum in his pants watching Miss Jacqui, the shapely blonde Goddess he’s obsessed with, and whatever the risk, he’s going to stay there gawping at Her until She makes him do it.
After leaking pre-cum and squirming against the stair rail as he moans, his head starts to nod.
Wendy: OMG! He’s actually doing it!
Jacqui: you’re fucking joking!
Wendy: He’s cumming in his pants! I’ve never, ever seen that before!
Jacqui: It was always obvious he’s a wanker. Don’t encourage him, get on with your work!
Wendy: Who’s bossy then?! She can’t help it and bursts into laughter as She sees Graham nodding up and down, his eyes glued to Miss Jacqui’s bulging tight top.
Jacqui: Like that’s gonna help?! We’ll never get rid of him if you encourage him.
Wendy: Sorry Jack, it’s just I’ve never seen a bloke cum in his pants before, it’s just, well, fucking amazing! What a fucking wanker!
Jacqui: every time he sees me, it’s like he goes in a trance. I just ignore him. Stupid wankers like that, you get them all the time, ogling away. That’s what you get when you’ve got big tits. You must get that too?
Wendy: Can’t say I’ve ever really noticed. After this that’s what I’ll always be thinking now!
- O -
It’s a drab day in a small town in the Midlands. Donna’s receptionist looks up at her as she emerges from her massage room, as a pervy-looking bloke exits out the door.
Receptionist: Alright?
Donna: Yeah fine.
Receptionist: It looked like he’d wet himself? Made sure I got a good look to!
Donna: yeah, don’t think I’ve ever seen that before. I mean this is quite a low-cut top, but not that much?!
Receptionist: what, he tossed in his trousers or something – or pressed up against you like the pervs in the Tube trains?!
Donna: Naaah, god, I wouldn’t have that. No he just looked. Gawked actually, and did it.
Receptionist: what was the briefcase all about, he don’t look like an office worker – in fact he looks like a perv!
Donna: well it was obvious when he was asking to see me pose, it was gonna be full of dirty books. I think when I opened it to see them all that was part of what was getting him going. Takes all sorts.
Receptionist: yeah makes sense. So he wanted to see yer tits and that?
Donna: No! He just, well, ogled and ogled, like he’d never seen cleavage before, it took about 3 seconds and then he’s moaning and wetting himself. It’s weird really – I mean I’ve had fellas toss off before loads, but just cum in his pants, just like that?! Yeah he said he don’t get to see cleavage very often.
Receptionist: that’s your dirty old man then. That’s why he wanted to keep showing me his wet patch, bloody old wanker!
Just then the door opens and in walks a timid-looking, nervous wanker with his mac open and a big streak of cum down the front of his trousers.
Wanker: sorry Miss, er, uhm, er, I forgot me carrier bag.
Donna: that’s alright love, where did you leave it?
Wanker: er, uhm, it’s just here, by the chair, sorry Miss. The perv bends down and picks up his carrier bag, clutching it guiltily to his chest.
Donna: don’t worry love, you’ve got it now. Take care now, have a nice day. Call again soon, won’t you?
Wanker nods guiltily and heads for the door, making sure he closes his mac before heading onto the street. As the door begins to close he can hear the receptionist say “wanker!” and both girls laugh.
Donna: wonder what was in that? He looked a bit guilty didn’t he. I guess that comes from being a wanker though.
Wanker is back in his van, eagerly re-winding the tape in his little cassette recorder. As he hears the girls talking about him, he starts to get close to cumming in his pants again.
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Melanie is posing for photos. She’s chosen a short black pleated skirt, and is doing raised skirt poses, showing Her stocking-tops and black knickers. Her boyfriend clicks away, trying to get the set done as quickly as possible so he and Melanie can ‘do stuff’ while they’re in the studio, out of sight of his wife.
Melanie: yeah he had these little mags, no nudes or nothing, you know, like lingerie stuff, old fashioned mags by the look of it.
Bev: the photog/lover yeah those spick and span ones go way back, they’re not your proper nudie mags, more for your pervs who want to look up skirts and stuff, bloody wankers if you ask me.
Melanie: is it normal for a bloke to cum in his pants, like seeing a girl show off?
Bev: Eh? What happened then?
Melanie: well he was showing me these spick thingys, you know the pictures in the little mags so I could copy the poses. He’d written all sorts of pervy stuff in there, you know all about her making him spunk in his pants, and well....
Bev: so you did the pose, he’s watching, then what?
Melanie: I mean, I know what it’s like when a bloke cums, obviously but, well, he’s got this look on his face like he’s never seen this before, I mean, I’m wearing this skirt and black panties and doing this pose, and it’s like he can’t believe his eyes, and it’s like, 2 seconds, and he makes this funny noise and just bends in half and sort of bobs up and down! I’ve never seen anything like it! She bursts into laughter at the memory.
Bev: yeah it’s gotta be. That’s bloody weird, never heard of that before. He decides that maybe they should take a bit more time with the photos. This could be very useful, very lucrative. Make sure you keep him happy Mel.
Melanie: like I don’t always?! This should be easy though.
A week later, and a very happy Wanker Graham exits the studio in his mac and wet trousers after 20 minutes or so of bliss. For the second time in a week he’s seen a girl pose, something that’s never happened to him in his 40-odd years, most of those as a girl-worshipper and mac-wanker. He takes no notice of the guy rolling up in a big Ford as he heads for his van, eagerly clutching at three packs of raised skirt photos that lovely Miss Melanie has sold him.
Bev: how did it go? Everything all right babe?
Melanie: yeah piece of cake. God he LOVED the photos, couldn’t stop going on about how lovely they were.
Bev: yeah well you do take a good photo babe. So, did he......d’ya make him again?
Melanie: oh yeah - I’m in there alright. He’ll be back for more, time and time again! God it’s like he just goes in a trance when I pose, I’ve never seen anything like it. He kept saying he’s never seen a girl pose before, weird stuff like that.
Bev: just gotta keep him sweet then and we’ll look to increase the fees, I bet we’re onto a good thing here, cash cow like.
Melanie: sure, I’m up for that. It’s like, well, he don’t even touch himself, just sort of, OGLES, with that gawping look on his face – all I did was copy the pose in my photo he was holding then he’s doing it in his pants, just wets himself. Then he’s happy as anything and keeps saying how lovely I am and all that. Easy money that’s for sure.
Bev: jackpot I reckon. You gonna up the levels, continental and that, maybe hand-relief, or full service?
Melanie: well he says he’s never done it so I thought well, we’re in here, but it’s like he was really scared when I mentioned it, thought he was going to do a runner for a mo.
Bev: never done it?? Got ‘is leg over you mean?!?
Melanie: Yeah, so he says, it’s like, he never gets near me, gets nervous if I get too close and that, and when I said ‘if you’ve never done it, that would be an experience for you then’, he was like, backing off big time, going ‘oh no, I couldn’t, I don’t want anything like that’, weird guy. I mean, he’s written all over those little mags stuff like ‘this is where She MADE me spunk my pants’, and she’s only showing stocking-tops maybe. Real wanker. But it’s ok, he’s happy to pay so we’re in there I reckon.
It’s three months later and Bev’s given up the studio – he just wasn’t getting enough business and already decided the girls had to ‘do tricks’ and then bottled it when the law was sniffing around. The only good thing is that the wanker-bloke, who only needs to see stocking-tops and loves to buy pics of Mel raising her skirt and showing her knickers, is still a regular. Bev got his missus to leave the house, same as him, so Mel can ‘entertain her wank-worshipper’ and “yes dear, it’s going to be an hour, ok? I should get down the shops.....” then he and Mel have got the opportunity.....
Melanie: ok Graham. Times up.
Wanker: Eh? He hasn’t got a watch and looks at Her uncertainly.
Melanie: you’ve got your photos, so, er, time to go. OK? Stupid Wanker timidly nods his head. Mel shows him out the door. Hope you enjoy the photos Graham, do let me know what you think! I’m looking forward to hearing how many times you cum over them, I know you love telling me. Maybe give me a call and tell me all about it? She needs to try and keep him sweet even though She’s kicked him out after just a few minutes, She doesn’t want to lose her customer.
As Graham drives off in his old van, Bev roars up and hurriedly goes through his front door, and up the stairs. Mel has already taken all her clothes off and Bev wastes no time in......well, doing whatever it is when men and women ‘do stuff’ – sorry I’m not at all qualified to tell this bit of the story.
Round the corner, Wanker’s pulled over and parked up, anxiously pulling out the three packs of pics that his Spunk Queen’s just sold him. He eases his erection upright as he leafs slowly through the first pack, breathtaking pics of the lovely leggy Miss Melanie lifting Her skirt up. He can’t hear of course, but round the other corner, in a bedroom, Her cries of ecstasy can be heard as Bev does stuff to Her.
Wanker: Ohhhhhh...lovely pics Miss, lovely pics........He now deliberately holds each pic up in front of his eyes, his clipboard resting lightly on his erect penis in his wank-trousers and underpants. Gasp! Oh LOOK WHAT SHE’S DOING! She’s RAISED IT RIGHT UP! Knick-knix! Wanker LOVES it Miss! Ohhhhhhh.........
OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!
Wanker’s cumming in his pants, moaning in perv ecstasy as he ogles the lovely knicker-show pics, while Mel’s lover makes Her moan too, whatever it is he’s doing to Her.
Melanie: picks up the phone Hullo?
Wanker: Oh hullo Miss, it’s the wanker that loves you!
Melanie: in a sort of ‘here we go’ type of voice hullo Graham, how are you?!
Wanker: I’m alright Miss. He goes silent.
Melanie: so did you like the pictures. There’s a long, almost ecstatic gasp at the other end.
Wanker: Ohhh they’re lovely Miss, LOVELY!
Melanie: laughing Oh I’m glad you like them. Have you been having a nice time with them?! She knows exactly where She’s going with the conversation.
Wanker: Oh Miss, it’s been LOVELY. You know when I left the other day, well I couldn’t wait till I got home to look at the new pics, so I parked round the corner. I only looked at about 4 or 5 pics then you made me cum in my pants Miss!
Melanie: Really Graham?! You’re a wanker then, for doing that! I’m only showing my knickers but that’s more than you can take, isn’t it.
There’s a strangled groan on the other end of the phone and She can hear several splats, and realises he’s shooting over Her photos. She knows this because he delights in pasting them into made-up magazines and then spunking over them, and bringing them to show Her at the next Worship Session, crammed with toilet paper. He also videos himself doing this and sends the tapes to Her, or brings them along so he can video Her watching them. Although still quite young, Melanie is very experienced with men, but She’s never come across a real pervert like this. Still, it’s easy money.
- O -
Leigh: the phone goes – Hi Dan, hows you?!
Danica: yeah good thanks. You? They chat about a few things then – there’s this guy I want to tell you about, a wanker like, a bit pathetic, he likes to cum in his pants looking at cleavage, we did a photo session in a studio in London but I was thinking how about we do the next one here?
Leigh: sure yeah, no problem. Is he one of your ‘chaps’ then?
Danica: I’ve only seen him the once but I’m sure he will be. He’s got a lot of my photos, well, he says he has, sends me scans of some photos going back years, he puts captions on and stuff, some have even got stains on, if you know what I mean, then he sends me his worship sheets –
Leigh: interrupting worship sheets??!
Danica: that’s what he calls them, it’s my photos then he puts a cartoon on, supposed to be him I’m guessing, cumming in his pants.
Leigh: loud laughter well I’ve never heard of that before! Sounds a right perv!
Danica: He’s very sweet actually, always respectful, always complimentary, never pushy, you know, subservient.
Leigh: right, pervert ‘chap’ then. What is it you’re wanting to do then, just a shoot?
Danica: not exactly sure, I need to find out what he wants, I don’t want to get too carried away, but he’s asked if he can bring his laptop, printed worship sheets and he wants to video it all too, I’m assuming he’ll bring his camera like last time.
Leigh: ok, well just let me know some dates and we’ll take it from there.
A very excited wanker has just received an email from his Goddess telling him the session is on. He’s been too nervous to refer to it as a Worship Session, but that ‘s what he’s hoping for, and he gets to work drawing up pervy worship sheets, and preparing the laptop so it’s dedicated to Miss Danica, shortcuts to all Her folders and a big picture worship sheet as the desktop background. He’s got a lot of photos of Leigh from her modelling days, and selects one from her site to include in the worship sheet – her being with Danica when she makes Wanker cum in his pants.
Danica: bye Graham, safe journey!
Leigh: Bye!
Wanker: mumbles bye! He exits with all his gear, his mac still zipped up and flat cap on his head.
Leigh: good session?!
Danica: Yeah, went well I think. Laughs for several minutes.
Leigh: what?!
Danica: still laughing well you know when I changed into the basque and that? Leigh nods. Bit unfair really cause he said he only wants to see like, short skirts and tight tops, but I couldn’t resist it, putting that on, just to see how he’d react. Laughs some more.
Leigh: and??!
Danica: still laughing Well he was gob-smacked! Speechless for about half an hour. They both laugh. I don’t think he’s ever seen a girl, like so skimpy-dressed.
Leigh: oh well I bet he loved it!
Danica: yeah I think he cum in his pants! Both girls erupt in more laughter.
Leigh: my god! You didn’t see?
Danica: Well he was doing his best to hide it – bursts out laughing again – I bet he’s had lots of practice! Both girls laugh quite a bit more.
Leigh: oh dear, that’s the funniest ting I’ve heard for a while! So he didn’t take his mac or his hat off then?
Danica: No, kept it zipped up all the time, like he did last time.
Leigh: to cover the evidence! Both girls laugh some more.
Danica: next time I’ll tell him he can leave his mac open! I might even go topless too! Both girls laugh at length.
Unfortunately there never was a next time – Miss Danica stopped modelling a few months after this, and anyway, Wanker Graham had been trying to get up the nerve to book another Session but so far hadn’t.
Angelica
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