We had been home a few hours and the girls hadn’t stopped talking about modelling the clothes earlier in the day. At eight thirty I asked them to get ready for bed, which they both did without the usual argument about not being time for bed. While they were changing the front door bell rang and Amanda shouted that she would get it, Amanda walked in holding David’s hand, with Clare following closely behind them, the girls were both in new night dresses that came from the sexy lingerie shop earlier. Both nightdresses were identical and both extremely see through, pink fine chiffon with dark red lace trimmings. I was sitting, fully dressed on the left hand side of the sofa, the very spot where John and David had pleasured me so only a month before, John was sitting in the same chair as he was that time and Clare sat in the middle of the sofa with Amanda on the right hand side. There was a free chair facing the TV but David asked Clare to “scoutch up a bit”, Clare moved closer to Amanda and they managed to share a seat leaving the middle of the sofa free for David to sit between Clare and I. David produced two videos from a carrier bag and passed them to John to play for us, the first one was the girl’s modelling their clothes for the men in the changing room. As soon as the video started the girls were chattering together again, they were like professional models, “You were too far forward there”, “Well you didn’t turn your foot right there and your out of line with the camera”, this went on for the hour or so that the girls were modelling on screen. Then I came into shot, I watched Amanda drag me off the small cubicle at the rear and then we all walked back into the room. I have to admit that the girls looked totally professional and they looked gorgeous too, I looked like a spare part, totally out of my depth. David rested his arm over my shoulder about halfway through the video; he started by massaging my shoulder then moved his arm further down my back and cupped my left breast, massaging it gently. I looked toward the girls to make sure they were looking at the TV and they were, but I noticed that David had his right arm resting on Clare’s shoulder too, I looked to the mirror at the end of the sofa and saw that he was alternately fondling Clare’s right breast and rubbing Amanda’s left breast with the back of his fingers. The girls looked very happy with what was going on so I decided not to make a scene, then we came to the part where the girls left the room and I was alone with the five men. I made a move to stop the video at that point, remembering what happened next but the rest of them objected. As the first man rubbed my body through the chiffon cloth Amanda looked round Clare and David and asked me if it felt nice what the man was doing, I nodded. Then the second man placed his hand between my legs and the camera zoomed into his hand showing his fingers entering my bald pussy. Amanda said that looks a lot nicer, there were similar comments for all the actions taking part onscreen and then the film ended. John stopped the tape and ejected it without rewinding it. The girls both asked in unison if they could keep that tape and David smiled and nodded his head in agreement. Then John popped the second tape into the player and I froze with fear, this must be my action with all the men in my cubicle, I told the girls that it was time for bed, they protested this time but David agreed with me and they stopped arguing. Amanda walked to her father and kissed him, good night, on his cheek, Clare followed her over to her father while Amanda went to David; she put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. Their lips were together for a long few seconds until David patter her on her bottom and she released her grip. Clare also kissed David on the lips but this time David put his hand at the back of her head and pulled her tightly to him, I could see they were French kissing for a very long time, then David patted her bottom and she broke off the kiss. Both girls pecked me on the cheek and they ran out of the room holding their trophy of the day.

I can’t tell you how you feel the first time you see your daughter in a full French kiss but it was extremely erotic. I had been on a sexual high for almost seven hours, I have had a lot of sex, been dressed and undressed, but still hadn’t actually climaxed and now watching David kiss the girls in the way that he did I was totally ripe for sex. As soon as the door closed behind the girls David asked me to stand up for him, I did without hesitation, then he asked me to undress for him. I grasped at the bottom of my tee shirt and started to pull it over my head, David told me to stop, he told me to undress sexily. I was fit to burst and he wanted to deprive me more, I put my tee shirt back down and started to dance around a little, then David said, “We need music and less light”. John left the room for a few moments and returned with two huge candles, the sort with three wicks in each, he turned the passage light off and then the family room light, then he lit the candles but left the door open. I asked him to shut the door but he told me that if the girls left their bedroom they would turn the passage light on and we would have time to get decent. With the door open and all the lights out the candle flames cast crazy shadows around the room, David and John turned the sofa around so that it was facing the door into the passage and the candles were placed either side of the space in front of the sofa. John put a CD on the stereo, slow sensual music; I started to move in time with the sounds, slowly lifting the bottom of my tee shirt. I spent ages taking off the tee shirt, I had a lacy bra on under it and David told me it was a pity that I hadn’t put on the clothes that I got from the shop earlier in the day, he said it was lovely to see Amanda and Clare in their night gowns when he arrived. I slowly slipped the skirt down and was dancing in just my bra and panties; the panties were from the shopping trip, dark red thongs. David had his trousers open and was slowly masturbating himself, I was moving around quite a lot as I danced and was turning and twirling as I went along. David asked me to keep facing him while I danced, he was asking me to do things like stand with my legs apart, bend at the waste and then look up at him while shaking my bobs so that he could see them juggle about. I followed his directions until I was totally nude then he told John to sit on the middle seat of the sofa, David stood up, walked to my side, kissed me and led me to John. David positioned me above Johns lap and he even grasped John’s cock to guide it into my pussy. While John was fucking me with a lot of passion I could sense David undressing, he was quite a way from John and I standing by the doorway, I started to turn my head to look for David but John stopped me, he grasped my chin and turned my face back to him, then he kissed me passionately. It was quite a long time before David approached the sofa, I felt his fingers open my ass cheeks then I remembered the size of his cock and was about to tell him not to fuck me there when John clamped one arm over my back pulling me hard against his chest and the free hand closed over my mouth to stop me protesting. I felt David’s cock head pressing into my bottom, parting my cheeks then pressing against my anal muscle, he had no lubrication on his cock and he was huge, it felt like his cock was even bigger than I could remember. David put all of his weight behind forcing his cock into my ass, there was a sudden blinding pain as his cock forced its way into my ass and then in one long slow movement he continued sliding into me until his cock was buried totally inside my bowels. Both John and David were perfectly still while my abused anal muscle relaxed onto David’s massive shaft. Then when my struggling had subsided and my breathing had returned to normal David slowly started to pull his cock out of me, he slid out about two of his nine inches and then slowly returned it just as slowly until he was all the way in once more. Then he repeated the action moving slightly faster and further with each thrust until he was fucking me at a reasonable speed. John had climaxed while David was building up in speed which meant that his cock was growing a little smaller and that eased the pain slightly but as David continued to speed up John got a second wind, he grew back to his full size and was starting to push up into my pussy as David was pushing down in my ass. I was actually starting to enjoy the experience after a while, my ass had stopped hurting and I was getting used to the size of David filling me the way he was. I reached a climax which had been a long time coming, I had started the climb towards that climax almost eight hours before and when the pain went away it was replaced with an earth shattering orgasm, I had been waiting a long time but it was well worth it. We fucked for about an hour in all, we changed places and positions a few times and I was finally so exhausted that I couldn’t carry on any more. I flopped down on the sofa and something moved in the passage way or there was a sound, I sat bolt upright waiting for the light to go on and for the three of us to be discovered nude and sweaty. The light didn’t come on fortunately; it must have been my imagination.

The next few days went by without any incident of a sexual nature and on the following Friday John asked the girls if they would like to model at a small fashion show on the Saturday. I asked if it was at the shop but John only knew that it was a little way south of us and that a car would be sent for us the following morning if the girls wanted to do it. We were picked up at eight o’clock on the Saturday morning by an executive taxi, a large black Mercedes with six leather seats in the back and a fully stocked cocktail cabinet in the back. The girls soon found the built in TV set and complained bitterly when they found that it only received the five terrestrial channels. The driver pointed out a small collection of films on video, which Clare picked through and chose one for all of us to watch it was Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone. It took ninety minutes to get to the venue for the fashion show, a large country house in Northamptonshire and we arrived there before the film ended. I thought that Amanda might cause a little scene because she was totally engrossed in the film but almost before the car had stopped moving she was out of the car door.

We were met by the director of the show who led us through the labyrinth of corridors to a large changing room, we weren’t the first to arrive, there was a woman, Mandy, with her son Jason and a couple Bob and Dawn with their son Harry. Jason was twelve and Harry fourteen, Amanda and Clare went directly to the other children and started chattering to them like long lost friends, John and I joined the other parents by the coffee machine and engaged in a little idle chat. Anne arrived a few minutes after the rest of us with Mary, a very precocious thirteen-year-old girl, while chatting to Anne we found that she wasn’t the girl’s mother but her assistant. Mary’s mother was a consultant paediatrician at the Royal Free hospital in London and her father was a company director In Derby, they had little time for Mary and as she earned quite a lot from modelling they decided that they would just employ an assistant for her, almost like a nanny. I noticed that Anne kept looking at Jason and he was blushing a little each time he caught himself looking back at her. The director was fussing around like a mother hen, he wanted all the outfits tried on and fitted as quickly as possible, there was quite a lot of staff involved in putting on the fashion show, more than I ever realised. Without a word all five children stripped off totally, right there in the open room, I had expected either individual dressing rooms or at least single sex ones. I mentioned my surprise to Anne but she told me that this was normal; it would take too long between costume changes and require even more staff. All the time she was talking to me Anne’s eyes never left Jason’s body, I caught myself looking too, he was totally nude, standing sideways on to Anne and I and his flaccid cock was about the same size as John’s when his was flaccid, the thought went through my mind “wonder if he is as big as John when hard?” Each child had two dressers fitting the costumes to their bodies, a pin here and a tuck there, I took a mental note that the children were totally nude and most of the costumes were very see through. Amanda was wearing a dress which had net panels inset diagonally from just below her chest on one side to her hip on the other, as her dresser was smoothing the material down I realised that I could just see her little pussy mound through the netting. Her dresser got her to walk back and forth and adjusted the dress a little. As soon as the dresser was happy she clicked her fingers and a photographer led Amanda away towards a back room, I instinctively followed the two of them but was caught by the director just as I was about to enter the room. He wanted some of my daughter’s details filling in and the parental consent form signing. Clare was the next to be ready and she looked stunning, her hair had been put up and a really good make-up job on her face, she could easily pass for nineteen or twenty instead of her real age of fourteen. She waited by Harry who also looked very adult in an almost diner jacket costume, they walked toward the room that Amanda was in arm in arm. I managed to get in the room this time, Amanda was being photographed in all sorts of poses, some pictures taken from very close up and others from the other side of the room. When Clare and Harry walked in the room the photographer said Dam and told Amanda that she could go and change into her second costume. I followed Amanda out as the flashgun started to fizz out its intense photon beam indirectly at Clare and Harry. Jason was sitting in swimming trunks sipping a coke, Amanda was nude in seconds carefully hanging her costume in the first space on her clothes frame. Her dresser handed her a bikini in the same material as Jason’s swimming trunks, the top which was totally superfluous on Amanda was just two simple triangles joined together with a shoestring strap along the bottom and another joining the two points of the triangle around the back of her neck. The bikini bottoms were another story, while the top was definitely designed for a child’s body the bottom was very adult, high legged and string back, I wouldn’t have been seen out in public in it that’s for sure. Someone opened the double doors that led out to the catwalk and a tidal wave of noise hit the tranquillity of the changing room. I was intrigued because there was still over three hours until the fashion show was due to start, John had made his way into the great hall a few minutes earlier while I was in the photographers room with the girls and I wondered why the audience would be there so early. I asked Anne to keep an eye on Amanda for a few minutes, I knew it wouldn’t be a problem as Amanda was standing next to Jason and Anna hadn’t taken her eyes off of him since he took his clothes off. I went through a back entrance and out into the quadrangle, found the windows to the great hall and looked in. There were about three hundred men in the great hall, four large screen plasma TV’s hung from the back of the catwalk and I could see Clare kissing Harry displayed as a single picture over the four screens. I could see that the flashgun was still firing and the two broke off their kiss and went into another pose, more flashes and yet another pose. Then the screen was empty, Amanda appeared in her bikini and the men in the room went wild, she turned a full circle and then Jason joined her, the men all settled down and the room fell silent. I watched as the two models were put through their paces, they also kissed for a few photographs which caused a round of applauds from the audience.

I returned to the dressing room and watched for the next hour as clothes were fitted, modelled and photographed, then each costume placed on the models rack in the right order for the show. When the fitting was all finished and the photographs all taken the five young models were given white all in one suits like the cat suits of the seventy’s, zippered from crotch to neck, they still didn’t have anything on underneath. The director started to go through the movements and poses that he wanted each of the models to do for each costume and after about an hour of that he told everyone that there was an hour for lunch and then the show straight after. I watched Anne slip into a back room next to the one the photographer used and everyone started to make their way through the double doors into the great hall. I followed close to Amanda and Clare and inside the main room the models were greeting the audience, shaking hands and kissing cheeks, chatting like old friends, then I noticed that Jason didn’t come through with the rest of us and I looked back to see him go into the room that Anne went into earlier. Food was brought into the room and placed along the front of the catwalk, there was a flurry as a swarm of locust’s descended on the food and I thought about Jason and Anne and that they would miss their lunch. I grabbed a sandwich and a chicken drumstick and ate as I walked to the room that Anne and Jason were in, I opened the door and found a screen separating the door from the room, there was a large ornate guilt mirror in the centre of the wall and as I was about to step past the screen I noticed Anne was laying on a large table in the middle of the room. I stopped in my tracks, Anne had the look of a woman being pleasured, then I realised that Jason was kneeling between her thighs, his face pressed between her legs. Jason, a twelve year old boy was giving oral sex to a woman in her mid to late thirties. Jason was totally nude and as he stood up I saw he was, as I suspected, an equal to John in the cock department. Two thirds of me wanted to storm out in disgust, one third wouldn’t let me, I watched transfixed as Jason closed in on Anne’s pussy, he was stroking his cock in one hand as he took aim, she bit her lip and took a deep breath as he impaled her with his hard cock. I was in turmoil as I was watching, I realised that it was bad, shouldn’t happen and all the rest but then I had to rationalise that Jason went into the room of his own choice, that Anne wasn’t asking him to do what he was doing, that he actually looked like quite an accomplished lover. He was fucking her now with strong steady thrusts, using enough force to rock her whole body but not too much so that she would slide along the polished surface of the table. Jason opened her blouse and lifter her bra as he fucked her, he asked if it felt nice when he twisted her nipple between his thumb and finger. Anne was panting “yes” over and over again, I felt guilty for watching this scene but again something inside of me wouldn’t let me leave, Anne was reaching climax after climax, Jason started to breath heavily then Anne suddenly sat more upright and told him not to cum inside her. Jason laughed and slowed right down, then he pulled his cock out of her and she bent forward and started to suck him. I was shocked and stunned when a man’s voice came from the other side of the screen, “Jason should save himself for the show” and at that Anne stopped sucking Jason’s cock and he dressed in his white one-piece suit again. I instantly recognised the voice as David’s, I didn’t even know he was here but that was his voice, he asked Jason what he thought of me and Jason told him that I was nice but that he preferred Amanda. David told Jason that he would have to see what he could do in that direction later for him, I realised that Jason was heading for the door and I had to beat a hasty retreat, I didn’t close the door all the way but made a show of rattling the door knob and reopening the door as if I had only just arrived, I bumped into Jason, his erection was clearly visible through his thin nylon suit, I told Jason that there was food in the great hall and showed him the eaten remains of the chicken drumstick.

The show went of with out incident; I noticed that both Amanda and Clare were really excited during the show, little signs like very erect nipples and the crotch of Amanda’s bikini bottoms. After the show there were lots of little gifts from the audience, chocolates, flowers, necklaces etcetera. Each gift came with a little card with the sender’s name, age and telephone number on it. We sat around at the end of the afternoon as the audience left the building, I told John that the girls really seemed to enjoy the day, John said, “And their bank balance did well too!” I looked inquisitively at John, he told me that they both got two hundred pounds for the show, the money was being put into a high interest account for when the girls went to university. David came out and congratulated every one, the children flocked to his side and there were kisses all round, David even kissed the boys in the same way that he kissed the girls, I got a pang of guilt as he French kissed Jason, remembering that I had watched Jason and Anne fucking but that David was sitting watching the whole thing. David kissed Amanda and this time I noticed that he used his tongue on her too, she loved it too, I asked what time we would be leaving and David told us that there was a party in the village that some of the audience had started as an impromptu thank-you for the stars of the show. We all went to the village pub in the cars that had brought us to the country house; there were five men there in a back room, plenty of drink but little food. Even Amanda had a little wine, there was a little dancing and fooling around, I noticed that Harry was sitting with one man in a dark corner of the room, the man kept kissing Harry’s neck and was rubbing his knee, my face was bright red when John noticed that I was watching. John told David that we had a long journey and that the four of us should be leaving now. Clare and Amanda were dancing with two men in their forties, when they heard John say that it was time to go they both kissed the men they were dancing with and thanked them for the party, then they kissed everyone in the room, including the girls, it took almost thirty minutes to extricate the girls from the room. Jason and Harry both kissed me, very grown-up kisses from very young boys.

We drove home in silence watching the same section of Harry Potter that we had watched on the way to the fashion show. Nothing was mentioned about the party after the show but all we heard about for the rest of that week was how wonderful the whole thing was and that John should try to get them on the next fashion show that David organised.

I hope you have enjoyed part three of my story and look forward to part four 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.