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MRWADE10.STY BY MASTER WADE 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.