my boyfriend likes to expose me - Part 21 - Sex Stories

my boyfriend likes to expose me - Part 21

... for what seemed like an hour. The guys as well as the girls taking it in turn to put clothes on me. None of the clothes were anything like what I’d seen in the shop the times that I’d been there. Each time they put something on me they had to tweak my nipples and play with my pussy (men as well). Whenever they put a skirt on me the cameramen always managed to take quite a few upskirt shots. About half way through, my mood changed from almost annoyance to lust and the desire to make sure that they got lots of photographs of me naked. At least one of them must have sensed my mood change and finger fucked me for longer before dressing me in a skirt (belt) only. Then he asked me to sit on the front edge of the chair with my legs wide open and my left hand rubbing my left nipple. Well, by then I was as horny as hell and after a minute or so my right hand wandered to my pussy. As I started to rub my clit I looked over to Ryan; the lust on his face was as good as it ever has been. It didn’t take long for me to start cumming, all that could be heard in that shop was my moans and screams of pleasure. As I calmed down I heard one of the girls say to Ryan, “I wonder if you’d mind if your daughter did some nude poses for us; she’s the perfect subject material for our post grad course.” Ryan didn’t need to ask me, he could see that I was so horny that I would do anything for any of them. “Yes, of course it is; you can either tell her how you want her or you can just let her chose her own ...

... poses. I’m sure that you won’t be disappointed if you just let her get on with her own ideas.” I looked over to Ryan, smiled, stood up, moved the chair out of the way and took the skirt off. I was totally naked again. I then proceeded to do all the stretching exercises that I do at the gym, holding them for about the same time (roughly 20 seconds) before moving on to the next one. All the time the young men, apart from the 2 camera men who were really close to me), and the girls were just stood there watching me. When I leaned over backwards, down onto my hands, Ryan came over and whispered, “Treadmill.” I started shaking and jerking and collapsed onto my knees, still spread wide, as the orgasm hit me like a train. When I could compose myself I got up and continued. I wore myself out and just lay on my back on the floor. The young people must have realised that the show was over because they seemed to lose interest in me and went back to doing what they were supposed to do. I just managed to get dressed before the next customer came into the shop. On the way out one of the staff came over and thanked us for our contribution to the charity. Ryan said that it was our pleasure and that they could call on us anytime that we wanted. I wanted to say, “Same time next week,” but all I managed to say was, “You’re welcome!” As we got to the door, one of the girls came up to me and told me that she wished that she had my courage. The rest of the shopping trip was a bit of an anti-climax ...