The Shopping Trip

The Shopping Trip

One afternoon not long after
lunch, I called home to tell Monica that I was going to take her to a
nearby city for some shopping. I told her to dress in the black dress
with her black garter belt and stockings and that I would pick her up
around 3:30. When she got in the car and assumed the position I had
trained her to assume when getting in automobiles I saw that she had
worn the black panties which match the garter belt.

“Those panties will have to go, Monica…but you can leave them on for a while I suppose if you like.”

“I’m sorry, MASTER, you didn’t say whether to wear them or not…but of
course if you like I’ll take them off right now! Did you want me to
wear the bra?”

“No…did you wear it too?”, I asked with disappointment. “No, you know
I don’t like to wear bra’s much unless you request that I do..I left it
off. Here, let me take these panties off too, they’ll only get soaked
anyway.” She slid the tiny black panties down her pretty legs and began
to place them in her purse.

“Here, let me have them”, I said, reaching out for them. When she
gave them to me I pressed them to my nose to smell her juices. The
crotch was already quite damp and they smelled wonderful. I put the
panties in my coat pocket. “I’ll just keep these, thanks”, I said
smiling.

It was a rather long drive to the mall to which we were going, and as
usual I enjoyed fingering Monica’s pussy along the way. She learned
long ago to always bring a towel to sit on when we go for a ride. With
some women that might not be necessary…with Monica it always is. She
returned the favor, of course, and was just finishing with my cock when
we turned into the parking lot of the mall. I lifted her head from my
lap and told her to brush her hair and wipe the cum off her chin.

“Anything in particular we are shopping for, MASTER?”, she asked.

“Well, I want to take you to Victoria’s Secret and look at some
lingerie for you. You’ve been pretty hard on your stockings lately and
the order we placed with Fogal hasn’t come yet. I thought we might find a
new garter belt or two also. I’d like to buy you a new bikini bathing
suit now that your cunt hair is trimmed as it is. You can wear a much
smaller one than you did last year. Anything you know of that we need?”

“You asked me to remind you to buy a new jar of ky jelly…you said the
jar we got last week was almost empty..do you want to get it here?”

“Yes, thank you…I’ll let you get that from the drug store for us. Oh,
and buy some rubbers too. We don’t need them, but I like for you to buy
them. Get one of the big boxes. Come to think of it, get a new enema
bag and a copy of Penthouse for me too.”

“Yes, MASTER.” I glanced over at her and saw the smile on her face.
She was beginning to see that this was going to be a memorable shopping
trip.

We entered the mall and immediately inside the door we entered was
the shoe department of one of the larger chain department stores. The
clerk who seemed to be on duty was a handsome looking young guy in his
mid twenties. I figured him to be a college kid who was working in the
shoe department part time. He looked at us and smiled, his eyes roaming
over Monica in her black dress. Hooking her arm I steered her over to a
display of high heels.

“Lets let you try on some shoes, Monica. These seem to be along the
lines of the ones we like, and I’m sure the young salesman will be happy
to let you try some on.”

We picked out a pair of black pumps with a relatively high heel and
Monica sat down in one of the chairs as the young man went to get her
size. I walked around looking at some of the other shoes on the wall
across from where she sat. Looking back at her I smiled and gave her the
hand signal which directed her to change from restrictive positioning
of her body and clothing to relaxed positioning. I also gave her the
signal that told her to raise her skirt.

When the young shoe salesman came back he was greeted by a very
pretty pair of crossed legs in black stockings and a skirt raised high
enough that the band at the top of her stockings was just barely visible
along the sides of her legs. He sat on the bench in front of her and
took her foot in her hand and placed one of the shoes on her foot.
Monica held her leg just a bit higher than was really necessary,
allowing him a view which went above the tops of her stockings. Placing
that foot on the floor, she held out the other one, raising her leg even
higher this time, and very nonchalantly letting her legs part as she
did. Looking over his shoulder, I could see that he had an unobstructed
view of her naked and partially shaved pussy. I watched him squirm
rather awkwardly on the stool as he took much longer in putting this
shoe on than it should have taken him.

After he had put the other shoe on, Monica rose and walked around
slowly in them, turning around in front of the mirror and letting her
dress swirl sexily as she did. Walking over to me she asked, “Are these
high enough, dear?”

“Turn around, Monica and let me see from the back. That’s it….your
dress is too long for me to really tell….lift it just a bit for me in
the back…yes, thats better..well…”

“I’ll be happy to try on another pair if you don’t like these dear! I
love trying on shoes! Why, I could try on shoes all day long with a
nice salesman like this one!”, she purred.

There was little doubt, judging by the bulge in the young man’s
pants, that he would love for her to try them on all day too. “Yes, I
know you’d love that, Monica, but we really don’t have all day. Perhaps
if this young man is working tomorrow you could come back and try on
some more shoes while I’m at work.”

“I’ll…ahem, cough, yessss…I’ll be here tomorrow afternoon…not in the
morning though…come tomorrow afternoon and I’ll help you try on all the
shoes you like!”, he said excitedly. “We’ll consider that then, we
really must move along now. Lets not get these right now, dear”, I said
impatiently.

Sitting back down to allow the man to remove the shoes, Monica raised
her skirt much higher than necessary. She looked quickly from side to
side to see if anyone was watching and then slid it up over the tops of
her stockings. Then she smiled a sweet and sexy smile at him and said,
“I hope you understand…it really wasn’t that I didn’t see anything I
liked.”

“Noooo, of course not…please don’t concern yourself. I get paid for
letting people try on shoes, and believe me…its usually not the pleasure
this has been. Please do come back tomorrow, perhaps I’ll be able to
help you `put your hands on something’ that will really please you
then”, he smiled broadly. Monica just smiled and touched his cheek
gently as she turned and walked away beside me. After we had walked a
few steps she turned her head and winked at him as he stood shaking his
head slowly from side to side. He’d never see her again, but he would
sure remember her for a long time.

Just inside the mall entrance to the department store were the
restrooms, and I stopped Monica as we neared the entrance to them. I
reached in my pocket and handed her a set of ben waa balls and told her
to go in the ladies room and insert them in her vagina. I wanted her to
feel them moving around inside her as we completed our shopping.

While I waited for her, I walked over to the edge of the wide walkway
that looked down on the lower section of the mall. There was a sitting
area just below and there was a group of older teenage boys and girls
sitting there talking and laughing. They were an attractive bunch, and
pleasant to watch as I waited for Monica’s return. When she joined me at
the railing, I had her stand very close to it and look down at them. I
had an idea that they would be able to see up her dress from their
vantage point.

Sure enough we had only been standing there for a couple of minutes
when the guys started whispering among themselves and then glancing up
at us much more regularly.

“Those young guys are looking up your dress, Monica. I wonder if they
can tell you don’t have any panties on? Think they can tell you have
ben waa balls in your cunt? Look at the blonde headed kid…nice body,
huh? Bet you’d like to see what he’s got in his jeans, wouldn’t you? The
guy next to him doesn’t look so bad either, nor the other one. Maybe I
should let all three of them spend some time with you…It would be fun to
watch three young guys use you for a while. Do you like exposing your
naked pussy to them?”

Monica blushed at my words and whispered hotly, “Yesss, MASTER, I do
enjoying exposing myself to them. And they are talking about me to each
other too, I can tell they are.”

“Well, its a shame to end their show, but we do have shopping to do.
Maybe we’ll run into them later on. Come along now.” Taking her by the
arm I led her away and down the walkway toward the lingerie store at the
other end of the mall. I could tell by the expression on her face that
the ben waa balls and the teasing in the shoe store and at the railing
was beginning to have its desired effect on her.

Once in the lingerie shop we browsed around for a good while, both of
us finding things which it would be fun to buy for her. There was an
attractive young sales girl on duty who did a good job of trying to be
helpful without being heavy on the sales pitch.

“I like to see her wear bra’s around the house”, I said to the young
girl, “but I usually prefer for her not to wear bra’s under her
clothing. She has rather small breasts and doesn’t need to wear one
often anyway. Except that her nipples do get…well, they have a way of
showing through some things, if you know what I mean.”

The girl smiled a rather tight smile and replied that she did in fact
know what I meant. Holding up a pair of panties that were so skimpy
they were nearly non-existent, Monica said very seriously, “Do you have
any panties in this same color that are smaller than these?” “You mean a
smaller size?”, the young girl asked. “No, I mean that don’t cover so
much up”, Monica replied. “You see dear, most of her hair…well, her hair
down there, that is…most of it has been removed, and so she doesn’t
need much in the way of panties.” Turning to Monica I said, “Those
really are a lovely color, Monica. I’d like them alot if they weren’t so
conservative looking.”

The young salesgirl was blushing now and it was obvious that we were not her normal run of the mill customers.

Monica addressed her once more. “You know, I realize that some women
don’t like panties like these because they have a tendency of working up
into you, but I guess thats one reason that I like them. I think it
feels really good when they do that, don’t you?”

The girl was really at a loss for words. I walked toward the other
side of the store to help ease her embarassment just a bit. Still close
enough to hear the conversation between the two of them, I heard the
girl ask Monica quietly, “Do you really have most of your hair trimmed
off…down there?”

“Yes, I do. My MAST..er, well, my husband did that for me one night.
He said it would make me more pleasant to kiss there after he did it.
And so far noone has complained, and quite a few people have
complimented me on it.”

“You say everything so calmly, just like its not unusual at all for
people to compliment you on having your private place shaved! I wish I
could feel as free as you do to do things like that. It excites me to
hear you talk about it all!”

“Monica handed her one of my business cards from her purse and
smiling, said to her, “Here…why don’t you call me sometime. We’ll get
together and maybe we can be friends. I’d love to help you learn to be
more free and to feel good about yourself.”

Before the girl could answer, I called to Monica, telling her that is
was time for us to be moving along. We thanked her for her help, and
Monica reminded the girl to call her at any time as we walked from the
shop.

“That girl has some real potential”, Monica said eagerly, “you should
have seen her face when she asked me about having my pussy shaved. And
when I said something about being kissed there…I thought the poor little
thing was going to have an orgasm right there. Oh, I hope she calls
soon!”

I smiled to myself at the changes that had taken place in Monica over
the last year or so. She was beginning to really get the hang of being
my little bi-slut, and I was loving every second of it.

“I’m going to sit down here and rest a minute…you run on down to the
drug store and get the items I told you to get. Do you remember what
they were?”, I asked.

“Yes, I think so…ky jelly, condoms..a big box, a new enema bag, and a penthouse magazine…was that it?”

“Exactly right!…Good girl!..oh, damn..we forgot to get the stockings
for you while we were in the lingerie store. I’ll go get them while you
are in the drug store, and meet you back here.” Blowing me a kiss and
smiling, Monica left to do her shopping in the drug store. I walked back
into the lingerie store and found the young clerk over by the cash
register.

“I’m sorry to bother you again, miss, but we forgot to get stockings
when we were in here earlier. Monica keeps getting runs in the knees of
her stockings. We go through a pair nearly every day it seems. At least
with stockings you can mix and match them rather than having to have a
new pair just for one run.”

The girl smiled knowingly, and replied, “Yes, I know, thats one of the reasons that I enjoy wearing them so much too.”

“Well, I like them mainly because they look so sexy, and also because
you can get to things…well, because they are so much more convenient at
times.”

“You and your wife are some couple!”, the girl grinned. Did she tell you that she asked me to call her sometime?”

“Yes, and I’m really glad she did. I hope when you come over it will
be sometime when I can be there too. There’s nothing more enjoyable to
me than watching Monica with another woman…unless of course its helping
her with another woman!”, I said, grinning broadly.

“Help her?…Ohhhh, you men! She just wants to be my friend, you silly,
and all we’d do is just talk girl talk, I’m sure. But if you like I’ll
try to come over at night when and if I do that is.” I winked at the
pretty young girl and replied, “Well, I’ll have a fresh blade in the
razor just in case…but you surely won’t need to worry about doing
anything you don’t really want to do. I hope you will come…you’re a
lovely and very sweet girl.”

Handing the stockings to me she thanked me for my compliment and
assured me that she was even more anxious to visit now than before. When
I returned to the rest area Monica was already there, sitting calmly,
but with a rather red face.

“You do know how to embarass me, don’t you?”, she asked with raised
eyebrows. “The man who rang up my purchases had a grin as wide as the
Hudson river the whole time he was waiting on me!”

I laughed heartily, and said with a grin almost as big as the East
river, “Well, did it make your pussy wetter to stand there and have him
grin at you while you bought all those things?”

“Of course it did…you know me!” she replied with a chuckle. “Then I’d
call it `mission accomplished’ my dear”, I said as I took her arm and
led her away from the rest area.

With the exception of a bikini bathing suit and some more garter
belts, we had bought everything that we had come to buy and were just
about ready to go back home when I spied the three young guys who had
been treated to a view up Monica’s dress earlier. Stopping Monica I
whispered to her. “Look…there are the young guys who were looking up
your dress. Its pretty close to closing and the mall has thinned out
alot since we came. I think its time for you to really be the slut
you’ve been hinting at being all day long. Are you game?”

“You know I’ll do anything you ask me to do, MASTER!…what do you have in mind?”

“Look at their tight jeans and their crotches. I bet they have some
young meat there that would literally explode if you got a hold of it.
Just think of all the cum that they could shoot for you. You’d like to
have their cum, wouldn’t you Monica?”

“Yesssssss, I love young cocks MASTER…but how and where…”
“Listen…I’ll go check out the men’s room…its just around the corner. I
bet there is noone in there at all at the moment. What I want you to do
is to go up to those guys and offer to suck them all off in the men’s
room. You can do it in one of the stall’s and I’ll stand guard just
inside the door for you and let you know when its ok for you to take the
next guy. I’ll send them in one at a time until you’ve taken on all
three.”

“You just want me to walk up to them and offer to suck their cocks?”, she asked incredously.

“Thats exactly what I want you to do…you do want to please me don’t you?”

“Yes, of course I do!…and you’re exactly right, I’d love to have
their young dicks jerk in my mouth and shoot gobs of white cum in my
throat. Let’s do it!!”

“Good girl!..you go ahead and talk to them while I check out the
men’s room. I’ll let you know if we need to wait for someone to leave
the men’s room before you enter with them.”

I checked out the men’s room and it was, as I had expected it would
be, empty. In the meantime, Monica had walked up to the three teenagers
and smiled warmly at them, staring at their crotches openly. She later
told me what she had said.

“I said to them…Hi guys!..You know I’ve noticed you guys ever since
my husband and I got here. And just looking at you has made me so
horny!! If I could I’d just reach out and grab all three of you right
here, but it is a bit too public here…listen…I want to take all of you
in the men’s room and suck each one of you off. I not only want to…but I
need to! Will you help me out and let me do it? I’ll do a good job, I
promise!”

They all three had grinned big grins, and the blonde had replied to
her, “Gosh, lady…are you serious? You’re a fox! And you want to suck us
all off in the men’s room? How about your husband, won’t he care?”

“No…he will stand guard for us and let us know if anyone is
coming…well, if anyone is about to enter the men’s room, I mean…someone
will be coming, thats for sure!”

“Lead the way, lady…this is outa sight!!”, the blonde had exclaimed.

The men’s room was still empty when they arrived, Monica walking in
front with a huge grin on her face, and the three young guys nearly
drooling at the mouth and sporting big bulges in their tight jeans
already. I nodded to the guys and looking around to see if anyone would
see, opened the door for them all to enter. Once inside I asked Monica,
“Which one do you want first, you horny little cock- sucking slut?”

“The guy with the cute mustache”, she replied, and opening the door
to the nearest stall walked in and sat down awaiting her first young
cock. The one she had referred to rubbed his hands anxiously and began
unzipping his jeans before he ever got inside the stall door. Soon the
three of us could hear the sounds of Monica’s hungry mouth working on
the boys hard dick and in less than two minutes we could hear him
groaning as he shot his hot sperm into her.

He walked back out of the stall cockily, and with a big grin and a stuck-out chest, almost crowed out the invitation, “Next!”

I had seen Monica staring at the blonde a bit more than the others,
so I gave the dark haired boy a slight push, indicating it was his turn.
Might as well save her favorite for last, I thought. In less than a
minute this young guy had spilled his fuck into her mouth. She was
either turning in a remarkable performance or these guys were really
ready…perhaps it was both. “Ok, stud…you’re next!”, I said, smiling at
the good looking blonde boy.

“Yummmmmy!!”, we heard Monica exclaim only a short time after the
blonde guy had entered the stall. This time the sucking noises seemed
even louder than they had before, and once again in a very short time we
could hear the grunting sounds of another teenage climax. But this time
the door didn’t open, and the sucking noises continued.

“She’s gonna suck him off again!”, one of the young boys exclaimed.
“Sure seems like it”, I said with a smile. “Think maybe she found
something she likes?”, I asked. “Ole Davey is hung like a horse!”, he
replied. “I guess she likes ‘em big, huh mister?” “She likes ‘em all,
son, believe me she does”, I said. “Ohhhh, what a cock!!”, Monica
exclaimed from within the stall. “You’ve got to fuck me with that
thing!…Shove it up my cunt..Now!!” I saw her hands appear at the top of
the stall as she stood now begging the young stud to fuck her doggy
style.

“Sure lady!!..I’ll fuck you…I can’t wait to get this dick into your
juicy little twat!…hey wait…lady..you’ve got something in here…what
is…hey Sammy!!…the whore has some metal balls up her cunt!!..you ever
heard of such a thing? Fuckin metal balls!! Damn!!”

“Wait, I’ll get them out!”, Monica cried, “just don’t go anywhere…I
need that monster cock in my fuck hole!!…here…now..fuuuuucccckkk
meeeeee!!!!”

After having already shot a big load of cum in my slave-sluts mouth,
the blonde-headed Davey had much more staying power this time around,
and he pumped his thick and long cock hard into Monica’s dripping wet
cunt. I watched her knuckles turn white as she grasped the top of the
stall and really began to fear we would be discovered as what was
supposed to have been a quick blow-job turned into a marathon fuck.

“Damn!, he’s really screwing the whore!”, exclaimed the dark haired
boy, “listen to her moan and groan! Fuck her Davey!! Fuck her!”

“Yessssss, Ohhhh Yesssss!!!!, thats it!!!…fuck me, fuck me, fuck
me…..fuuuuuuuckkkk meeeeeee!!!!”, Monica cried, and suddenly her orgasm
was sweeping through her impaled body. Davey began to come for the
second time as Monica screamed her delight, and finally after what had
seemed like forever, a pleased but exhausted Davey walked out of the
stall.

“Mister…thats some wife you’ve got there! If you ever need our help
again, I hope you’ll let us know. I work at the Kroger store on Hanover
Avenue every afternoon. Gimme a call. The name is Davey Anderson.
Whew!!…what a piece of ass!”

The guys left the men’s room amid profuse and sincere thank you’s and
I walked over to the stall to check on my now obviously very satisfied
wife. She was still holding on to the top of the stall, her dress rolled
up in a ball and tucked under her belt. Her legs were still spread open
widely and cum ran from her hole and dripped onto the floor below her.

I took the ben waa balls from her tightly clenched hand and pushed
them back into her cunt. Lowering my pants, I took my cock out and
dipped it in the fuck that the horny young blonde stud had just
deposited in her still trembling pussy. Removing it from that hole and
positioning it at the opening of her ass, I pressed it forward feeling
the head pop into her asshole. Without a word I began fucking her in the
ass, my hands holding hers to the top of the stall.

I was vaguely aware at some point during the fucking of her ass that
someone had entered the men’s room, but it didn’t matter any more. It
also didn’t matter that the door was open or that we were being watched.
I had cum to dump, and there was only one hole left that didn’t have
the cum of some other cock in it.

Moments later when I had spilled my cum into her ass, I lowered
Monica’s dress and led her out of the stall. The black maintenance man
stood smiling at us, leaning on his mop and obviously having enjoyed the
show. “Hot stuff!”, he exclaimed with a slow whistle.

“Hot stuff is right!”, I said with a smile, and took my wife home. –