After my Friday night adventure with my husband John and his friend David things changed at home forever, we had been very adventurous in our lovemaking all the way through our relationship but this had only involved the two of us up to this point. I loved the excitement of that first time with two men satisfying me totally, having my first painless experience of anal intercourse with John, having the largest penis I had ever seen in my life force my vagina wider than at any time since the birth of my daughters and becoming bald on my pussy mound.

John seemed to be fired up with renewed passion, we made love every night for a month, each time John made sure that I was totally satisfied and he finished himself off in my anus. At first he was very gentle and took his time climaxing in my ass, and with each time he did that it was easier for him to get in without hurting me the next time. He also took care of keeping my mound clear of hair once a week, using a depilatory cream that David had brought on that fateful Friday night. As the month went on he put a little more aggression into the anal sex part of our lovemaking, until he was actually fucking me harder in my ass than he ever did in my pussy.

I think that John was testing just how far he could go while using my anus for sex because, one Friday night, he actually used me so hard that it hurt and I winced and had to take a deep breath. John instantly eased up and finished himself of gently in my ass, the following day John was extremely loving and attentive. Just after lunch on that Saturday John asked me if I would like to go into Nottingham with him to do a little shopping, he asked me if I could arrange for a friend to look after the girls so that we could go into the city alone. I wasn’t able to find anyone to look after the girls so we had to take them with us, I didn’t look forward to shopping in Nottingham on a Saturday as there were always too many people around for my liking. I preferred to go into Melton Mowbray if I needed to shop on a Saturday. We bundled the girls into John’s car and drove into Nottingham, the A52 was almost gridlocked which was a really bad sign for 2pm. I was surprised when John didn’t take the road into the Victoria shopping centre car park and even more surprised when he passed by the Broadmarsh centre as well. We passed right by the city centre and left the town on the Ilkeston road, about a half mile from the centre John pulled into a side street and parked the car saying "Were here". All the shops on the street looked boarded and empty, I was worried about even leaving the car in a street like this. John walked to a doorway to a boarded up shop and pressed a boor bell button, I heard a ringing in the distance and noticed a small video camera move toward John then to me. The door eventually opened and we went inside, the inside of the shop looked no different to any other in the city, just that the outside was so uninviting. I asked John if the shop had only just opened but he assured me that it had been open for a few years. We walked along row after row of women’s clothes, all were of the best quality but also extremely sexy clothing. The girls were having a whale of a time running back and forth along rows of sexy lingerie, and they were, like me, surprised to find that everything came in sizes suitable for women larger than I to girls sizes maller than Amanda who is only eleven. John was making selections from the clothes that he liked the most, he chose a blood red see through blouse, black quarter bra bask with red ribbon trimmings, a black vinyl micro skirt and red fishnet stockings. His final selection were red silk g-string panties, I told him that I wouldn’t be allowed to try the panties on as they didn’t have the usual protector in the gusset but he waved my fears aside. We went to the salesman standing by the changing cubical and John asked him if it was ok for me to try on everything, holding up his choices for the salesman to see, the guy nodded his head and opened the curtain to the first cubicle.

I stripped totally, checking that the curtains were firmly closed before I started to disrobe. I put on everything that John had chosen for me, looked at the total picture in the mirror, I looked like a slut, a Parisian prostitute, I actually looked good. I peered through the curtain to make sure that the coast was clear, then seeing the girls were no where in site I opened the curtains but remained inside the cubicle. I asked John hat he thought and turned a full circle, I was feeling so sexy and wanton as I displayed my charms for my husband’s approval. I was shocked when I saw the salesman standing by John’s side as I finished my circle. John gave a low whistle and the salesman nodded his approval too. I was about to close the curtain again as the salesman told John that if he wanted to join me in the cubicle he would keep an eye on the girls and make sure that they didn’t get into mischief.

John came in behind me as I was about to undress and get back into my normal ‘mummy’ clothes. John pushed me with my back against the wall and lifted one of my fishnet-covered legs to his waste, his trousers were already falling to the floor as he pressed himself against me. He didn’t remove a single thing I was wearing, he simply slid his cock past the side of the gusset of the silk thong I was trying on right through the open leg hole. He fucked me with little passion, preferring to finish himself off quickly rather than get disturbed half way through. He climaxed quickly filling my pussy with a generous amount of his seed, then he carefully pulled the thin gusset of the thong back in place so that it fell exactly between my labia lips. I was thinking that I should have removed the panties before I ruined them but John had other ideas. He took my hand and led me out of the cubicle, I looked around the room for Amanda and Clare but couldn’t see them anywhere, the salesman cleared his throat behind us and said the girls were in a cubicle trying on some clothes. John led me out into the main shop, there were three men wandering around the shelves looking through various types of erotic lingerie, I pulled the hem of the vinyl skirt as low as it could go and it just covered the bare flesh at the top of my stockings. I noticed as we walked around the shelves that the three men were now following us closely and they were taking every opportunity to look at my body. John selected a black thong and asked me to try it on with the rest of the clothes, he whispered to me "you could give the guys a little show too if you like", as I turned to return to the cubicle. John held back and watched me walk away with my fan club of three in close attendance, I turned to close the curtains as I entered the cubicle, I could see a look of disappointment on the three strangers faces and on John’s face too. He was a few feet behind my followers and was pleading to me with his eyes not to close the curtains. I closed them half way, leaving about a foot gap down the middle of the opening, I removed the red silk thong, the gusset was disgusting, covered with a mixture of my lubricating juice and John’s sperm. I looked in the full length mirror and could see one of the strangers was standing right in front of the curtains, I puled on the new thong and lifted the hem of the micro skirt to see the effect the thong made to the overall look. The stranger was now inside the cubicle with me, I kept my back to him holding the hum of the skirt as high as I could. The man in the cubicle with me put one hand around my waste and his other hand went between my shoulder blades and he pushed with one hand and pulled with the other causing me to bend at the waste. He lifted the back of my skirt and opened his trouser buttons, I looked back between my thighs and watched his cock emerge from his trousers, I also saw four faces watching me from behind, two strangers, John and the salesman. The man in the cubicle with me did just as John did and fucked me with my panties still on, again pushing his cock past the gusset. It took a few seconds for the man to climax into me and again he pushed the gusset of the panties back into my gash, which was now running with sperm from the two deposits made in there.

John led me out of the cubicle once more, I watched as the guy that had just fucked me took the red thong that John and I had messed up to the sales man and handed over quite a lot of money for them. John told me that the two men standing there watching me were Paul and Simon, I said hi to both and Simon held his hand out to me. John passed the hand that he was holding to Simon and Simon led me through the shelves selecting various items of clothing for me to put on. Simon followed me into the cubicle with a chair and sat watching me as I undressed and put on the clothes he had selected for me. Simon asked me to kneel on the floor with my hands behind my back, he stood close in front of me and opened his trousers, his cock was not quite the smallest I had ever seen bit it was almost the smallest. He brought his small but very hard cock to my lips, which I opened, for him, he slid his cock into my mouth and pressed as deep as he could into my mouth. I started to suck his cock and made to raise my hand to help in bringing him to his climax but he asked me to keep my hands behind my back, Simon was rocking gently back and forth fucking into my mouth slowly. I was keeping a sucking action on his cock as he started to speed up slightly, after a few minutes I started to taste the salty pre-cum as he was closing into his climax. He was now fucking into my mouth quite fast and then in a sudden movement he pulled his cock from my mouth and without touching his cock at all he directed the stream of sperm across my chest. He managed to hit both breasts, then another jet of sperm hit the skirt I had on, through gritted teeth he told me to pull the skirt. I complied instantly and as soon as it was out of the way he fired one last string of sperm into my lap and all over the panties he had asked me to ware for him. Simon asked me to put my hands back behind my back and keep them there, he left the cubicle and returned with a dressing gown. He carefully undressed me placing each item of clothing into a clear plastic bag, not touching the area he had covered in his sperm until it was safely under plastic. He gave me the dressing gown to put on and he left me alone in the cubicle, I followed him out into the main shop and watched him pay for the things that I had put on for him and that he had soiled with his sperm.

I looked around for John and the last man of the trio but couldn’t see them anywhere, the salesman saw me looking around worriedly and he pointed to the changing room furthest away from me. I went to that changing room, it was larger than the cubicle that I had used to have sex with three men so far. John and Paul were sitting on seats watching Amanda and Clare performing a little fashion show for them in the smaller version of the sexy clothes I had been wearing. There was a smaller cubicle at the rear of the changing room that the girls were going into to actually change their clothes. One girl was walking up and down in a set of clothes while the other was changing in the small cubicle, Paul was giving the girls little tips on how to stand or walk, how to pose to show off the clothes to their best effects. I stood quietly watching the whole thing in the dressing gown and nothing else, I had to admit that even though the clothes were really designed for adults and just scaled down to fit the small girls they actually did make them look quite sexy. Amanda looked up and spotted me and squealed in delight, she ran to my side and grabbed my hand pulling me toward the changing cubicle at the rear of the main changing room. Clare was putting on a new set of clothes but stopped and undressed again whan she saw I was with Amanda. I noticed that they had been putting on complete sets of clothing including different tiny thongs, tanga panties and g-strings for each outfit. Amanda collected three rectangles of see through chiffon, they were dark blue and totally plane. She sorted them into the three different sizes and handed one to each of Clare and I and kept the smallest for herself. Clare knew how the rectangle of material had to be worn and put it on, the only thing other than the plane dark blue chiffon material that she put on was a red silk rope chord. Amanda had undressed and copied the way Clare had put the material on and tied her chord in the same way too. I just stood there holding my piece of cloth watching the girls excitedly getting ready, Amanda told me to hurry up as daddy was waiting. Clare pulled the tie holding the dressing gown I was wearing and it fell open, Amanda squealed again at seeing my bare pussy mound, "Look mummy looks just like us now". Clare and Amanda draped the chiffon over my body and tied the silk chord to match theirs, Clare looked at Amanda and I then said, "Right were ready". Amanda led the way out, holding Clare’s hand, Clare caught hold of my hand and pulled me along after her, the dark colour of the chiffon did a little to hide our bodies but not much. As we emerged into the larger room there were not two men sitting there but five, the salesman was also there standing by the entrance and looking back into the main shop from time to time. Clare choreographed Amanda and I, moving us effortlessly into the positions she wanted us to take, both girls would walk very close to a man, strike a pose and hold it for a few seconds and than move on to the next. The men all showed their appreciation with hearty applauds each time a different pose was made, I noticed that as the girls stopped in their pose they weren’t looking at the man they were standing in front of but looking above and to the right each time with a pronounced but false smile on their face. I followed their eyes up and to the right there was a small, security type, video camera mounted about six-foot high on the wall, I noticed the camera move to follow Amanda as she walked from one side of the room to the other. We were on display for about twenty minutes, I was mostly just standing in one place for most of that time moving occasionally as Clare asked me to. When the girls took their bow they took one of my hands each and guided me to stand in front of the first man, Clare whispered that I should move along the line of men until I got to her father. Clare and Amanda backed away towards the changing cubicle, as soon as the curtain closed behind the girls the man I stood in front of reached out his hand and touched my body through the chiffon. I looked towards the camera and it was trained on me, the second man lifted the chiffon and rubbed his hand between my legs and the third untied the chord holding the material to my body. I was totally nude by the time I got to the third man who kissed me and fondled my breasts. Then I was standing in front of John who kissed me tenderly on the lips and led me back to the changing cubicle. The girls both clapped as I walked into the cubicle and they had the clothes that I had arrived in waiting for me to put on. My head was in a spin as we walked into the main shopping area, I was totally high on sex, I had had sex with John and the strangers but hadn’t actually climaxed once. I received a large bag of clothes from the sales assistant, I peaked into the bag and saw there was a clean version of everything I had tried on, the girls both had exactly the same sets in their own sizes. I noticed David, John’s friend that joined us for sex the previous month, walking out of a door at the rear of the shop, he greeted me and kissed my cheek, asking me how I was. I didn’t answer as I assumed that his was a rhetorical question, the girls each gave ‘uncle’ Dave a hug and he kissed them on the cheek too. David turned to me and asked me if I would like him to call round to our house later in the evening for a drink, I thought about it for something like a tenth of a second before I said "yes".

We loaded our bags full of new clothes into the boot of John’s car and the four of us sat in silence for most of the journey home. I broke the silence when I asked Amanda how she knew what to do when she was showing off the clothes, she told me that daddy and uncle Dave had given them lots of videos of other girls modelling cloths to watch at home. Clare and Amanda had been practising with each other in their father’s private room almost every day for the past four weeks. I was a little shocked at this but as the girls had loved their few hours of fame, most young girl’s dream of becoming models or dancers but few ever get the chance.

I found out when I got John alone at home that David actually owned the shop, he had made a video of me getting changed, being fucked and everything. He had made a video of the girls modelling their clothes as well and would be selling both videos through the shop and by mail order. The panties that the girl’s and I had tried on would also be sold in the same way. David had given John had a large selection of panties, which he already had at home for the three of us that David would like us to wear for a day and then instead of washing them to put them into plastic bags to be sold. I was starting to worry a little at the way things were turning out but I knew that I was so turned on by what was happening that I would do anything for my next sexual fix.

I hope you have enjoyed part two of my story and look forward to part three coming soon, if you have any thoughts for subjects that you would like me to write about please feel free to email them to me at eastern_rose@yahoo.com or eastern_rose2@hotmail.com. I would love to hear from you about anything that you would like to say to me good or bad.