As a ‘wanker' (i.e. that's how I got ALL of my sex pleasure) with a HUGE collection of dirty mags, videos, clippings, photos, newspaper girl photos, I dreamed all the time of seeing a girl pose for real.

I'd seen girls show apart from in my mags, but not much - lucky views of knickers, bikinis, go-go dancers, skimpy-dressed barmaids, but only occasionally. I didn't peep or spy on girls, and anyway watching lovely girls walk down the street in nice outfits was all I needed to hang out my window between the curtains and rub (hidden by the curtains of course).

When I found those ‘photo-studios' in Soho - not all that happened there I'm sure - I often went in to ask the girls if they had any spare photos, which they never did. Once one of the girls was wearing such a lovely low-cut top She made me spunk my pants in front of Her.

They also had ads in my mags for amateur photo-shoots, with pictures of these balding guys with cameras gathered around a bare or skimpy-dressed girl posing. I could never go to those, as some of those girls made me cum in my pants looking at their cleavage photos. I couldn't go in wearing my mac and if I didn't, everyone would see my wet patch.

I often phoned the ads in the Sport for models, and asked if I could see them pose. Often they said yes but I was always too nervous to go along. The closest I came to it was an ad in one of my mags, Peaches (big tits) for ‘City Clickers', where amateurs could go and take photos.

I went in - without a camera - but as soon as I heard a girl's voice behind the curtain, laughing and talking to two men, I had visions of Her coming out, dropping Her robe and standing there completely bare, and I panicked, turned tail and scarpered.

Then there was a new studio, ‘Terri's Glamourworld', and I went along to ask to buy spare photos. I loved the humiliation of that, cause the girl would know this pervy-looking timid bloke in his dirty mac needed photos for his perv sex pleasure but was too wimpy to take them himself.

This time Miss Terri said ‘yes', and I bought lots of raised skirt and bikini pics. Obviously I was going to go back time and time again and buy all the ‘spare' photos they had, and show Miss Terri just what a pervert wanker I was. But I phoned up first so I could ask if they had any spare photos, and I spoke to Miss Lisa, one of the models.

During a long conversation I explained to Her why I couldn't take photos myself, and what would happen if I saw a girl pose. She said that was no problem, come along. So I did.

The next week I knocked on the door and Miss Lisa came out in a short black skirt and skimpy top. I was nearly in heaven. She didn't remember the phone call and I was too nervous to mention it, so I bought more photos from Her. Then She said I could see Her pose now (I had no camera).

She started to copy poses from my spunk-stained, tissue-crammed, caption-and-cartoon-written-on Spick & Spans, and at the second pose, with Her high-heel up on the desk in Her black mini and Her black knix showing, I spunked my pants right in front of Her.

She took me completely by surprise, and though normally I could hide it when a girl makes me do it in my pants (100s of times) I bent double in front of Miss Lisa and convulsed as I pumped into my pants, making a low moaning noise, in perv ecstasy.

She let me see Her pose many times after that, and I worshipped Her for 7 years before I ran out of money. Then for a while I did phone up a few models in the Sport and went to see them pose. Sometimes I had to mac-wank as I was too nervous for knobby to cum all by itself as it usually does, and one time I phoned the model afterwards and She said lovely things till I spunked my pants.

But there was Miss Donna, who I saw twice in Her lovely low-cut top, as She looked in my case full of dirty mags, and She made me wet my pants with cum right in front of Her, commenting about it afterwards, and then I walked out past Her receptionist who could see the big long streak of spunk down the front of my trousers.

Miss Denise made me in front of Her too, so quickly that She said She'd have liked to look through more of my magazines! I saw Miss Casey twice, spunking my pants both times in front of Her, as She looked through my magazines. I would have gone back to see all those girls, but in each case they moved off somewhere else, and then no-one else seemed to want to entertain my request to see them pose, and I couldn't do it any more.

Fortunately I'd found that in city and town centres in the evening, girls walked to the clubs in the most incredibly skimpy outfits, enough to make me spunk my pants as I stood on the corner in my mac. It was to be years and years before I saw a girl pose again, and that was Miss Danica. I saw Her only twice but the 2nd time was a full proper Worship Session, showing Her all my worship material for Her and seeing Her pose, cumming in my pants discreetly under my mac.

Then there was the love of my life, the Goddess I worshipped more than any other ever, and I saw Her four times, the last two being absolutely fabulous, full proper Worship Sessions, where She showed and posed, looked at all my worship material, and watched explicit worship videos of ‘me' (cartoon) gawping at Her posing and cum running down the front of my trousers, laughing a lot, and wound me up with lovely sexy comments. Both times She made me spunk my pants discreetly, the 2nd time before She'd even started posing!

That was nearly 4 years ago, She's retired from modelling, and at the moment I'm worshipping Miss Leigh, who've I've seen three times now, and She knows all about me too, says lovely things, laughs a lot at my worship material and my huge, huge collection of pics and videos, shows and poses and knows She makes me cum in my pants - under my mac, but I send Her pics of my wet patch afterwards, much to Her amusement. It's lovely.  

Yes I know it's pathetic - a real perv who only has to see girls show to make him cum in his pants. But that's what happens, it's not as if I force it or anything - the minute I see lovely girl bareness (cleavage, bikini, micro-miniskirt) knobby prongs upright and starts to throb, and keeps pulsating in my pants till it's leaking, by that time I'm moaning under my breath, on the verge of ecstasy in just a minute or two of ogling, the pre-cum is streaming into my underpants which are wet already, then a big jolt goes through me, making me yelp out loud, and then my head's nodding in time to the shots of spunk going into my pants, and I'm giving pathetic little cries of perv ecstasy as She makes me do it in my pants, a pathetic grateful perv in the throes of perv ecstasy caused by this lovely girl showing Her loveliness.

She might be just posing in a magazine, or walking to the beach in Her bikini, maybe walking to a club with Her friends, wearing a tiny short miniskirt or lovely bulging low-cut top. Maybe She's a go-go dancer in a pub somewhere, Her skirt so short She shows Her knix as She dances, even just seeing Her doing that on TV is enough to make me wet my pants with cum.

She might be in a video online, talking to the camera as She raises Her skirt to show off stocking-tops and black knix, moving Her hips as She does, taunting and tantalising, smiling at the camera and showing She knows what She's making us all do. Or it could be a video of Her posing for the camera, smiling at the lens while She squashes lovely big bosoms or teases in Her bikini. Then there's the ‘wank instructions' videos, where girls show and tell their viewers what to do - too late Miss, this wanker's already done it in his pants!

Yes it's not every girl's cup of tea, and I wouldn't dream of forcing it on any girl not interested - and I mean any girl in the sex industry. But I've worshipped personally many girls on the Net who have their own sites full of their bare pics and videos. They tell me how many worshippers they have, as well as fans who are normal men. Many of them saw my worship sheets, said they liked them and asked to see more, some girls wanted ‘tribute' pics showing me spunking over their photos - Miss Lisa watched videos of me doing that when I went to see Her for Worship Sessions.

Miss Lisa also looked through my made-up ‘magazines' of Her photos, covered in spunk stains and tissues, pervy captions and cartoons.

Two professional - and BEAUTIFUL - glamour/nude models allowed me to worship them personally, allowed me into their presence, said I could print worship sheets to give to them, looked at all my pervy worship material done for them, even watched pervy worship videos showing cartoons of ‘me' ogling them and spunking my pants, let me video the whole Session and take photos of them. They both knew they made me cum in my pants during the Sessions.

Do girls like being worshipped? They told me they did - I guess if you've got a timid perv, so deferential in your presence, always complimenting, telling you all the time the effect you have on him, giving you gifts, humble and obedient, obviously spending hours and days preparing worship material for you, maintaining a Worship Site crammed with all your worship material and daily messages of worship, then you might like it. Did they think about the pervy antics I got up to, ending with wet pants or cum-stained photos? No idea, but my worship sheets would be a constant reminder I'm sure.

It took me a long time, till I was in my 40s before the first time I saw a girl pose, and my heyday didn't happen till my 50s and 60s. That's the definition of a ‘dirty old man' I guess. But I didn't just spend my days in dirty bookshops, furtively picking girly mags off the shelf, or out in the street in my ‘dirty' mac, ogling and wetting my pants. I worshipped Goddesses in person, and if their laughter was anything to go by, they thought it entertaining, a real laugh. And being laughed at, mocked, even despised by a beautiful Girlie-Goddess, is the ultimate delight for a girl-worshipping perv like me.