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Sophia’s Amateur Modelling Adventuret was a lovely spring morning and I was feeling really good, after 3 months intensive yoga that had toned my body back into a sexy little hottie (even if a I say so myself) and now only one year after having my lovely baby girl Holly I am now back to looking great. My regular shopping trip took me to the butchers and I loved to chat with the gang in the shop. The four lads were fun and I must admit very fit (if a little bit dirty from the humping of raw meat). This time a gorgeous blond girl held the door open for me as I went in and she had really created an impression, I could feel the excitement her visit had made in the shop and noticed the guys ogling her as she walked across the road. “A nice rump steak!” I promptly said Which drew instant sniggers from Tony, who was the sweetest and most innocent of the guys. “Sorry Ms Wong, is it a steak you’re after then?” boomed David the handsome and direct talking owner. The banta and innuendo continued for a while then with nothing left to say, I ordered my meat. “Is that all Ms Wong?” Always one with a quick reply I couldn’t help myself and said; “Well if that’s the best meat you have here then I guess yes”More giggling from Tony, but David got me right back replying; “You should be careful Ms Wong, some guys might think you’re leading them on”. I joked back saying they only liked big boobed blonds not skinny Chinese lady’s pushing a pram like me. As David handed me the meat parcel he grabbed my wrist holding quite firmly and said; “Ms Wong you should take a look at yourself. We think you’re model material and in a different class from the usual mums we see in here“I was embarrassed, but couldn’t help myself doing a bit of ‘pose’ bending forward, flashing my Lycra clad ass towards them, then with a flick of hair turned my head licking my finger in a provocative way. The guys were speechless for a few seconds and as I headed to the door Tony whispered to Dave; “She’s defiantly the one,” Turning I asked “The one for what?” But they all just shrugged and slapped Tony on his shoulder playfully…. It was two weeks before I returned to the butchers, the experience of my last trip was still fresh in my mind. In fact I had sort of planned this visit, dressing in tight Lycra running shorts and a cropped bra top This is the outfit I often ware to my yoga class, I always notice a few of the guys ogling my ass. It seemed to me to be a good outfit to wear to both tease and perhaps have a bit of fun with the butcher boys. You should have seen young Tony’s face as I walked in it was a picture of pure disbelief. He was serving Mrs Wilson, a neighbour at the time so I pretended to have a look at the cooked food section, deliberately bending over and poking out my ass to give him a better view. It really did the trick, Tony was so distracted he fumbled poor Mrs Wilson’s change dropping it onto the floor. Taking this as another opportunity I got down onto my hands and knees to collect the change for him, to get at the 50p I was forced to drop my shoulders and reach under the counter. I could only imagine the view that Tony (and Mrs Wilson) had of my ass and could almost feel their eyes burning into me. It was David who surprised me the most as unseen by me he had been watching my antics from a stool at the back of the shop. He had a girly magazine in his hand and when he saw me him he turned the mag around to show a super sexy red head on her hands and knees flashing her pussy, much like the pose I had just so blatantly performed. “You’d look better than her!” he dryly said before quickly closing the mag away from Mrs Wilson’s prying eyes… I must say I was a little flushed, had I gone too far? David had noticed my teasing and acting I had not disguised what I was doing as I had assumed that only Tony was in the shop. The hell with it, if a married gal can’t have a little fun then who can. Their usual act took place again, all innuendo and plenty of talk about sausages, stuffing and this moist bird (a quail was on special offer!). Shopping done as I started to leave and felt a strong hand clamp my right ass cheek and squeezing it strongly. It was Dave, actually he did more than grope me I could feel his thumb and index finger clamp on my ass and pussy like I was bowling ball. I shivered and jumped a little, then gasped in a wanton, sexy way. He then caught my waist and nuzzled up to me whispering; “You love it, you want it, you horny slut” I couldn’t really argue after my antics but we were forced to separate as another happy shopper entered. Another week had passed and as I was so embarrassed and worried that I had teased the butcher boys far too much. I decided not to return, this week after all Asda had good meat and how could I go in again after the last trip. We were having a glorious summer and my husband, baby holly and I had a great holiday in Croatia we enjoyed island hopping and the lovely unspoilt beaches. Some of the beaches were so remote we even got naked, I was delighted at my all over tan. Back home I was still going to the Yoga studio for a regular workout. I must admit I was really looking good, a few of the blokes neck muscles strained to get a glimpse of me when dashing from car to the studio. I felt like a Victoria Secret Model and to be honest I even had a private ‘wardrobe session’ where I tried on my most sexy clothes and lingerie. I struck some sexy poses modelling to my beloved daughter. Well she didn’t really notice just thought mum was a bit strange constantly changing her clothes. But I enjoyed it so much I even took a few selfies with my phone for a bit of fun. It was the selfies that were my downfall. After a few wines I posted a few them on a ‘racy’ website. The response was instant and my email was flooded with messages, I really was excited with the comments. Most were from men but there were a few from couples, girls and even some from a group called ‘men with sheds – Hull Branch’. These people left me in no doubt what they thought of the pictures and what they wanted me to do with them in their shed up. I found it a real turn on and my husband had quite a handful to deal with that first evening when returning from work.  The second set of selfies I posted were a little bolder, while not explicit as I was clothed they were certainly a bit risqué. I had not posted my face and only given Croydon as part of my address, I felt safe that I would remain anonymous. After all a Chinese gal in South London – hell there were thousands of us! Well I was wrong. In the first place my techno skills failed me and I uploaded a wrong pic, in fact two wrong pictures which was doubly disastrous. The first was an innocent picture it was of me holding Holly but both our faces were as clear as day. The second was a nude one I taken for a laugh just after coming out the bath my skin still wet and radiant. It me took two full days to remove these pictures. By then it was too late the email had gone berserk and I had to check everyone just in case someone recognised me. But sure enough my luck could not last and I had my first ‘spot’; “Dear Ms Wong, We are glad to see that you are keeping fit and are well as we have not seen you in the butchers for quite a while, but at least you have now made Tony very happy. He can now say with confidence that you really are a model!” I could not believe it and burst out laughing and cringing at the same time. Oh my god. What can I do now? I read on…. “We have a proposition to make to you Sophia, Tony and I are members of a camera club and we have access to a professional studio, we would love to invite you over for a Photoshoot with our guys. We can guarantee you some really great shots and you will end up with far better material to post on this website. Yours truly, David. PS… We did see the naked one before you removed it – please post more your fans deserve to see more of you” So many thoughts flashed through my mind from complete panic to a desire to delete my profile from the website, to the prospect, excitement and fantasy of actually arranging a Photoshoot with the ‘butcher boys’. Either way I thought that I had better come clean to my hubby, it was now too dangerous to ignore the chance that he may also get to see the pictures perhaps from a friend of a friend. A half bottle of wine boosted my confidence and after preparing hubby with a G&T (a good one) I explained all. It wasn’t long before he was on the laptop browsing the pictures, and reading the email comments. He was getting very turned on by it all and much to my surprise, he was not at all mad at me. As I explained the letter from the butcher boys and this seemed to get him even more aroused and I could clearly see his erection through his pants. bloody Hell, what are you going to do? I of course offered to delete the profile and just ignore the butcher boys after all what could they really do? “No”. Hubby responded, I mean what shoots are you going to do? Clothed, swim wear, nude? “. I asked him if he was serious and he said of course he was. Oh my god I was just about to go into pieces and didn’t know what I should do. I didn’t expect him to want me to do something like that.God he was turned on, hubby pulled me to him and stripped me naked on his lap. His hands seemed to move with more vigour than they ever had before. I could feel his thumb suddenly penetrate my arse while two fingers rubbed my already swollen clit and pussy. I then managed to extract his very swollen cock from his pants, it’s not long but reasonably thick so I can’t complain. I love to suck his uncut dick rolling back and forth his foreskin and jerking him into my mouth. He was super hard today, when I looked up he was busy flicking through the pictures and for sure my pictures were turning him on just as much as my blow job. I asked him to look at his real wife and not the pictures and he said; “No, they’re great and I just love to think of all those thousands of people with their cocks out looking at you and wanking off over you”“That’s not even remotely possible!” I said whilst noting the 32,000+ views and the dozens of emails that bluntly confirmed the ‘wank action’ over my pictures. Without warning hubby grunted and launched a huge load in my mouth and then pulled out to shoot a further couple of strings of cum down my chin and over my tits and tummy. ”See how bloody much I spunked, you deserve this and more”I guess after all the excitement of that night the idea of actually doing a photoshoot and responding to the butcher boys sort of got put on the back burner if not totally forgotten. Life was hectic as usual with my little girl to look after and more than a week had passed before I got the chance to log on to the website again. Wow and was I surprised. My hubby had been replying to emails on my behalf. He’d even posted some topless pictures of me taken when we were on holiday and even one where his dick was hovering over my face and my smiling mouth. Oh my god I was not sure if I was annoyed but I did feel more than a tinge of excitement as I browsed.It was the email exchanges with the butcher’s boys that really blew my mind and got my head spinning. It was an exchange of 5 emails in which the date, time, location of the shoot had been established. I checked my diary and found it only one week away – WTF I was repeating to myself. The details they included, they were quite comprehensive and professional. I guessed that these guys had done this sort of thing quite often. They called themselves the “Croydon Camera Club” and had a studio in Thornton Heath. It even had a shower and changing facilities as well as three sets; a living room with a large fake fireplace, a plain white set with a raised platform that was lit from below and sort of ‘glowed’ and naturally a bedroom set, with a large king size bed with a wrought iron head board. Apparently there were 22 members in the club however for a ‘group shoot’ this would normally be limited to 9.There were also clear guidelines for the model she was told to relax and be in good health, wear loose fitting clothes and no bra before the shoot, I’m not sure why, but could only guess at the time that it was to build up the models sense of anticipation, I found out later that bra straps and tight underwear leave horrible marks on the body. Also to wear matt style make-up which sort of makes sense with the big bright lights on the sets. Models had to bring their own wardrobe and accessories and to make sure that they were clean and in good condition. My god I thought, what sort of ‘gals’ do they get there if they need to remind them of this.A few wines and a G&T later I broached the subject with my hubby. He didn’t seem at all surprise or embarrassed and simply said; “Yes, I set it up for 2pm on Saturday, Holly will be round your mums and we both have a free afternoon”. I said that I was not sure that I was ready for this, he just hugged me and said; “Come on don’t worry. It’s not going to be i*****l or painful, just relax and see how it goes, these guys know what they are doing and I’m sure it will be fun. Anyway you always wanted to get some great pictures and you look fantastic at the moment – it’s a perfect opportunity” I protested that I had never ever done any modelling and had no clue how to pose or what to wear and that I would just look silly. He said that he saw my point and thought that he had a plan to help.I was cooking dinner the next day having put Holly to bed when my husband came home, he planted a kiss on my cheek and a playful slap on my ass before throwing down about 6 magazines. I recognised covers from the newsagents ‘top shelf’. Two Mayfair, one Razzle and some other magazines, one of which was pocket sized and had a girl with 3 men in a pretty lurid scene on the cover called ‘Private Magazine’. “Have a goggle through these love – It will give you an idea how to pose and what looks good and sexy”Cheeky bugger I thought. How can he just be so cool about it? I asked him;”What about this magazine – it’s full on hardcore. What can I learn from that?” He shrugged his shoulders and simply said; “It’s just for fun darling, the lads doing the building extension at work left them behind, I thought that at least would help you get in the mood”.The next day after dropping Holly of at her play group I picked up the magazines and started looking. ‘Mayfair’ was the first magazine and I must say I got totally engrossed in studying the girls poses and pictures. I could see that they had put a great deal of attention into the details, their nails, make-up and skin were superb. The other thing I noticed was that they seemed to be really playing the camera and teasing without any inhibitions. But then I guess that they were actors and it was their job. Mind you I could see some of the girls genuinely seemed turned on and their pussies looked quite ‘puffed up’ and very wet, for sure their nipples were really hard. I also noted that they had meticulously groomed what was left of their pussy hair, mostly it was shaved all around their pussy and ass to leave just a v shape patch on the front.Their poses were fabulous and I was surprised how studying the magazine had really turned me on, I’m a woman, who had never before looked at girls in such a blatantly sexual way. I guessed then that this was how my husband wanted me to pose for the camera club. I also realised that the very thought of doing just that was really turning me on. I stripped to my underwear and tried to copy in the mirror some of the poses in the magazine. I practiced and mastered around 6 classic poses.A standing up frontal and side pose, a bent over a chair and look over shoulder rear pose which I thought really showed of my ass with my little puss just poking through, then some standard sitting and lying facing the camera shots – one in particular I seemed to look good in, was sitting on the floor with my chin resting on my bent knees with legs splayed out so my pussy was clearly visible even through my panties. Horney or what! I practised theses every day and was confident that I could at least do some poses when the time comes.I started to look at the other magazines and boy was there some crazy stuff in them. I saw that the girls were often holding their pussy lips open and sometimes really pulling at their privates like I had never seen before. To be honest I could not understand why guys liked this, as it seemed not to be as sexy as the playful poses I had tried earlier in the week. But still I tried them and found it was pretty easy and of course quite a turn on too, I have always really enjoyed playing with my pussy.There were also, dildo shots, again I was surprised by the size of some of them that the girls could take, and some were simply enormous. I didn’t have a dildo but I did find a courgette and a cucumber to try. They were icy cold from the fridge and in my haste to see what I looked like in my bedroom mirror, I actually microwaved them to make them a bit warmer. Using some massage oil I lubed up the veg and my pussy quickly swallowed up the courgette. I tried lots of different poses and angles and found the best one to really show off my pussy and make the courgette look much larger than it actually was. It was so horny to see my labia sliding over the green skin and the view in the mirror was actually turning me on. I really was turning myself on. The cucumber was a different b**st altogether and I did have to relax and take my time as it was very much larger. I had never had anything that size up me before god, it felt huge. After a few minutes though it was in and boy did it look bizarre as it was so large against tight my pussy, you could see my pink skin stretched to the hilt as I just managed to take in the huge vegetable I had one of the best orgasms of my life.Another bizarre thing that I had not experienced before was then the appearance of my swollen and engorged pussy just after the cucumber was removed. There was just a clear hole of pink-to-blackness and I think most cocks would have not even touched the sides. My pussy firmed up again soon after but it still remained considerably more red and puffy after receiving the veggie workout and according to hubby later looked incredibly sexy!!In 3 days the magazines had taught me a lot; – How to pose and make the most of my round ass, tall legs and small but long-nippled breasts. – How a mirror is a good prop to have so you can adjust and tune poses for best effect. – That I needed to trim and shave my pubes a little to make my pussy more open and visible. – That if I masturbated for about 10minutes before posing including using a dildo, my pussy was stretched and looking very ripe.I was now feeling if that’s possible even more sexy then the girls in the magazines and I learnt that the foreplay was essential in getting me in the mood to tease the camera. I found in my favourite magazines the paper was worn and discoloured a little more on the pages with the pictures that had turned me on. I can only assume that these drew the same attention of other readers, I confirmed this by using my hubby as a test. In fact it was a real turn on to know that even strong builders had been cock-in-hand wanking whilst looking at the same images and poses that I had been copying. I had many a bath that week with the magazines and a hot and strong shower head rammed to my aching pussy.2 days before the shoot was to take place I ran another bath then carefully positioned two mirrors so I could sit in the bath comfortably and part my legs, I slowly shaved around my ass-hole and pussy. It took me at least 25 minutes, by the end I was so turned on I needed the pulse of the shower head again. Afterwards I again tried my 6 poses I was a little embarrassed by the results, as I just looked ripe for a fucking and I knew that I was looking really hot. Walking around the shops the next day in a short tartan skirt I felt different and somehow exposed, as if the guys who were looking at me could see my naked body. I just felt super-hot. I could not resist it and whipped of my knickers in a changing room and enjoyed the rest of the day ‘alfresco’ with the cool summer breeze playing on my shaved pussy.The shopping trip had landed me two more outfits. A denim short miniskirt and white shirt, low cut with buttons up the front and a very simple figure hugging red Lycra dress finishing just above the knee. I figured that I would start off in my Lycra knee length yoga pants and a cropped top with a sweat band, then the two new outfits before finishing in a black lace lingerie set with thigh high stockings and red high heels. I sounded out hubby and I showed him my outfits, he didn’t seem particular bothered and simply reminded me to ‘trim down there’. Cheeky bugger, if you could see the state of him ‘down there’ just to give him a blow job was a nightmare as I was always choking on hair.The night before the photoshoot I couldn’t sleep well and reached down to get a magazine ‘of motivation’ to help me. I picked up the pocket one called ‘Private’ and started browsing and thinking to myself how such acts should only be done in private, not filmed and shown to the world, (well at least the dirty old man half of it). I had to admit that the cocks and the men’s figures were simply stunning and looking over at my snoring hubby did question my loyalty. I had never strayed from him in the 11 years of our marriage. Anyway tomorrow was a big day and I drifted off to sleep.The next morning I had a nice long bath after handing over Holly to my mum and it goes without saying that I ran the shower head over ‘the assets’ to make sure I was suitable turned on, clean and ‘puffed up’ ready. God I was getting horny and up for this. I spent the next 2hrs making myself and my body simply glow and by 12noon I was ready. Hubby came back from work and I could tell was more than impressed by my appearance, he came straight over for a big hug. He was so excited he even got his dick out so I give it a quick ‘gobble’ then packed him away explaining it was impossible now, perhaps after the shoot.Well this is it I thought to myself as I trolleyed out my ‘kit bag’ of outfits and accessories. Hubby was actually quite nervous and was asking me all sorts of silly questions and reminding me there was no pressure to pose nude and most important was to have fun. We could easily come back again sometime and there was no need to rush anything. I wondered whether he was now getting cold feet as he was realising that soon I would be posing in front of 9 guys who would no doubt be ogling my pictures later and maybe even posting them on some dodgy website for all the world to see.Entering the old industrial unit was a blur and all I can remember was shaking the guy’s hands and getting a kiss on the cheek from a rather happy looking David and a giggling Tony. Next thing I knew I was in my little make up room, I could here was the guys mumbled voices and the scr****g and sliding as they adjusted the sets. Hubby started to unpack my things and was surprised to see my vegie dildo twins in the bag; “What the fuck are these for”.I exclaimed nervously. I then proceeded to lube the courgette up and work it into my pussy and explained it was a ‘warm up’ routine. He was just gob smacked and said; “Aye, I see, but you’ll never manage the cucumber, it’s as a fat as my fist”. Five minutes later I proved him wrong and he was getting into a right state of excitement wanking his cock whilst watching me fuck myself. As David knocked on the door saying; “Ms Wong, we are ready for you – any time you’re ready”. There was a faint ‘pop’ as I pulled the cucumber out of my tight pussy and thinking to myself that I was as ready as I ever going to be and put on my lycra short pants and cropped top, tweaking each nipple in turn to ensure I was ‘eye popping’ good. In fact my nipples were already clearly visible pointing through the bra top.Hubby escorted me to the first room which was the raised light up stage and helped me put on my red high heels. I could feel the tension in the room and the guys were messing around with their cameras and of course they were taking sneaky views of me. David was the head photographer and ran through the set and what he wanted me to do. There was props of a big blue ball thing, tennis racquets and a plain wooden chair. I forgot what he said and simply ran through my 6 poses, but with slight variance on the hands and head angles so it didn’t look like I was so limited. I was getting into it and as all 9 guys had to take the same shots I was a little more relaxed as I could hold the same pose for a while. I could tell which ones the guys liked the most as they asked me to repeat it, or would instruct me to ‘tweak’ the pose; “That’s it, just poke out your little ass a little more and really transfer your weight to your toes…” Of course I was fully clothed but Lycra seems to be more erotic than nakedness at times, these were top quality yoga wear, designed to mould me, toning my legs and ass at the same time. One particular shot they loved was with me from behind, holding a tennis racquet high over my head and pushing out my ass whilst looking over my shoulder, as if I had quickly turned whilst warming up and caught with you staring at my ass and slim waist. They also said they want some body part shots and made me place my hands on my hips so could take a picture of my fingers against the black of my shorts. When it was Tony’s turn to shoot he seemed to line right up with my pussy and zoom in closely I he didn’t seem look anywhere else, mind you I knew my pussy lips were plump and I had a definite camel toe showing their shape through the tight fabric, I didn’t have knickers on after all.I thought we were going for the top shelf stuff as David asked me to pull down one side of my shorts and cheekily look up as if disturbed in the changing room. However, he then said; “Be careful here Ms Wong, there’s a fine line between cheeky and naughty and we don’t want to give you the wrong idea that were pervs just ogling at you” Wow now there’s a surprise, maybe I was the perve after all by practising all the naughty poses and me even preparing my nether regions so they were well groomed and attractive. The shoot continued I was really enjoying it but felt they could get some much better shots of me if we abandoned some of the constraints. I tested them a bit by showing a little of my pubes as if by accident, but got little reaction apart from ever grinning Tony who gasped a little.I went to change for the second set and we were already coming up to 3-30pm. I had planned to leave at 4pm as I needed to pick up Holly from mums, bugger it, I was in the swing and wanted to carry on. Fortunately my husband felt the same, he agreed to go and pick up Holly and pick me up at the pub opposite at 6pm. He laughed at me getting so worked up over the shoot and said he was sorry that he had showed me the magazines and hinted this is what they want. “Do you think I would let my wife pose like those sluts? They’re professional models and these guys are just normal blokes not David Bailey so don’t expect much”. I was a little gutted but thought anyway, let’s see if we can get some good shots and fuck hubby’s view, he’s never really supportive of things I do. I’ll get some good shots…The denim shorts and blouse were going down well with the guys and I was really getting into my stride. Without hubby’s presence all the lads seemed more relaxed and I even started doing my up-skirt and rear shot poses where they would get a good view of my transparent white G-string. With their vocal encouragement we moved through the shoots nicely; “gorgeous, just a little bit more, yes now look straight into the camera, pretend you’re a bit angry with me, yes, perfect. Hold…. flash… I was still finding it a pretty elating experience and was still nervous but because the limits It was actually getting easier and I felt a bond with these guys. Occasionally we would change the sets and lighting and I would have a few minutes to chat and see the pics taken so far, of course they tried to flick past the shots where my G-string was visible bless them. At 4pm David then called it a wrap; “That’s it lads. A big hand for Ms Wong and please send your best shots to me so I can forward to her as I know she will be happy to get these pics and I am sure we all got some good ones”I was a little disappointed it had come to an end but felt I had done ok. I sat with David as he was downloading his pictures on to his laptop. I couldn’t help but noticing that he had a ‘Mayfair’ magazine in his bag I took it and started flicking through it. That’s really only for men Sophia he said taking it off me. Then I said, “You know I was all prepared to pose for you guys like that”. He turned and then quietly said; “I know and actually 8 of the 9 are still here but Mr Ainscow is a ‘traditional’ chap and it’s his building so if you can wait until he buggers off we can then continue with a more sexy feel – of course only if the model you to. The fee will be £120/hr plus the 35 quid for this first session.” “Blimey, that’s a big difference in money”, I said and was told; “You get what you pay for pay for in all aspects of life” He also came clean saying that he had planned my husband’s exit to ensure that our ‘soft’ first two hours would over-run. David asked “How will he feel?”“Hubby will be ok – providing we don’t tell him, and anyway I’m a big gal and can make my own mind up”. “Sure and we are very discrete here” he responded.After Mr Ainscow left we started again.The next set was with the red Lycra dress and high heels again. This time however, I went ‘commando’ and braless, but before starting I quickly worked myself into a frenzy with the courgette and even managed the cucumber this time so my pussy was really gaping and tingling. I had to use wet-wipes to rub it down as I was sopping wet and did not want my pussy juice to ruin my dress even though it might make quite a good shot. The shoot started as ever and to be honest the lads were just their normal self’s, I think the cucumber workout had over-sexed me a bit and I was struggling to hide my frustration at still posing in fashion style. After 20 minutes an opportunity arose and I turned my back to the guys and lent over the back of the chair. Of course the dress rose up and I knew from my mirrored practices exactly the eyeful the guys would be getting. In fact I even remembered the difference an extra inch of downward movement of my hips made and I could almost feel the heat from their lamps on my pussy lips.It was Tony’s turn to be principal on set and I could see the other 7 guys all around the edge of the set. It was so well lit they didn’t need a flash and the noise from the 8 camera shutters was just amazing. As the intensity of the noise picked up and the show was now on, at long last! I went into auto and did all of my 6 stock poses, I hiked my skirt up when the time was right and popped a shoulder out my dress to expose my breast. After 10 minutes the dress was still on but basically just a ring around my waist; “Loose the dress Sophia”, David firmly instructed. They took a few more shots and then he made put me onto the set with the lit stage floor and handed me a bottle of oil. “Get that on you and rub it all over your body, we want you really glistening”, Tony cheekily said. I did what I was told and rubbed the oil into my tities and down my front, spreading plenty around my pussy. Tony had a mist spray and proceeded to spray the rest of my body, it made my light brown skin really glow and I shine. I was just praying they got some great pictures of me.They wanted some rear shots and after one or two David stopped me and said that I needed more oil. That bottle was empty, but told them to look in my bag and they will find an oil in a brown bottle that was a brand name but would do the same job, fuck the expense I thought. Tony returned with an even bigger smile, of course had also found my veggie friends and was holding them one in each hand; “A bit of grocery shop Ms Wong? They seem already for cooking as they are covered in a sweet marinade already” He then licked the cucumber and pretended to taste the juice; “Anchovies and lemon spice?” he chirped cheekily. I was embarrassed and the boys must have guessed what I had been up to with the fruit – my red flush gave it away.Although I tried I couldn’t oil up my back, Ian a rather quiet man with very smooth hands (a dentist I later found out) obliged and massaged the oil into my back and then my buttocks, I let him do it but was surprised as I could have reached my ass easily. I did my own legs, naughtily I bent over with my legs straight and ass high in the air so they got a good view. Even though I wasn’t on the set they didn’t waste an opportunity like this and I could see a video camera had been set up with its red LED flashing plus I could hear some still shots firing off out as I ‘performed’. The water mist was applied again and I went through my 6 pose routine, they focussed more on my ass and bending over shots. As I sensed we were coming to an end so I decided to ‘turn it up’ and I reached around with one hand and pulled my ass cheeks wide open and did my trick of lowering my pelvis an inch so dear pussy would really ‘pop’. The camera activity went wild, I swear I felt warm breath on my ass and pussy as the guys got in for the real close-ups. Obligingly I reached around with my other hand a pulled my labia lips apart. “That’s the shot Sophia, hold it there” More warm oil was suddenly poured on my ass and it ran down over my exposed pussy before dripping from my swollen clit onto the floor. “Open your legs six more inches”, David softly said Again the shutters went wild. They had to repeat the oil-over-ass trick seven more times so all the lads could get a good shot. By then I was on fire and wasn’t really bothered when I felt Tony crudely poking my pussy with the courgette. But I was surprised to find he was holding it between his teeth and that his nose was only inches from my ass and pussy – cheeky bugger!!”Woahh big boy”, I said and he pulled back away. “A dildo is for self-pleasure my friend, it’s only when I want a dick that I need your help” I didn’t really think about what I said but suppose in my mind I was thinking; “And I need dick right now””Perhaps then you can show us your dildo skills Ms Wong”, I heard one of the togs say, It was another chap Peter, who had been quiet all day. The lit stage was very good for this and I lay on my back and got into my rhythm. The guys and the cameras went even wilder if that’s possible. At one point on of the guys stood over me with the video cam running it up and down my body so I deliberately exaggerated the pleasure squirming, wriggling around and panting. He then ducked in for a close-up of and I deliberately let the courgette pop out so he got a shot of my wide open cunt before poking it back in again. He actually dribbled on my thigh at that point and young Tony kindly wiped it off – what a gent.As the guys got closer to me I could now clearly see they were all hard as hell, their trousers bulging with cock. I’d noticed Tony get his hand in and re-adjust himself a few times so I was obviously making things more than uncomfortable. I beckoned David closer and whispered in his ear; “I’m not sure of the format but if you guys want to get your dicks out and wank I don’t mind. I know you will do it anyway once back in your own homes but it’s better for my excitement if I see the cocks in flesh now and I can keep the memory forever”. He muttered something about having no doubt I would remember this forever and duly popped out his glistening cock, as if to show the others the way, he stood very close to me and just jerked off boldly and openly. Another 5 of the guys got their cock out immediately I was getting surrounded by more hard cock than I have ever seen. Fantastic! A couple of guys however, were still more intent on getting pictures of me.By now the ante was really upped and the cucumber was handed over to me, even with my cunt being as wet as I was I still took a good 20 seconds trying and forcing the darn thing in, it was just so big a diameter it really needed focus to get it in my cunt. The lads were getting quite creative now and doing ‘selfies’ with their dicks hovering over my pussy with a big green cucumber hanging out of it. I hope to god their wives don’t ever find them. I know David’s wife from school days and she is a lovely lady. The cucumber wand was spreading its magic and I was just coming to orgasm when I felt a splash of warmness hit my belly and then another my thighs. It was Peter and he had literally jerked off about 6 inches over my pussy on to me and the cucumber and a big long string of spunk now connected my bright red pussy to his knob end. His dick continued to jerk up and down as his blood pulsed through his spent weapon. This had the 2 guys who were still taking photos into serious camera overtime and lots of shots were captured. I still didn’t stop toying myself and Peters cum and my juices all intermingled as I thrust the huge vegetable into my stretched hole.It didn’t take long for Paul, (a sales rep) to start to buck and rock and he moved into position over me and stood between my legs, by mistake the cucumber popped out of my pussy just as he shot his load and I swear the first two or three squirts shot right inside me not even touching the walls of my puss. He was a heavy cummer and the next few squirts covered my pubes and pussy. After that I lay back resting for a while. Goodness knows what a mess I must have looked.When we started up again, I reverted back to my veggie dildo action and of course the size of the cucumber displaced the spunk already in my pussy, it spilled out of me and onto my thighs. This pushed Ivan over the edge and he unleashed a massive load while standing over my body which splattered my tits and tummy. God I was being so slutty, I rubbed the spunk into my skin while the camera shutters fired to record the madness and not forgetting the red LED of the video camera reminding me that my first photo-shoot was being so well documented.It was time to change sets once more, moving out from the bright lights I could see the state of the guys, some of them flaccid and still dripping after cumming on me, the others with their cocks fully erect and very angry looking. I was on fire and even when moving between sets I had to play with my clit and give her a good rubbing to try and relive the aching pressure. This drove the guys crazy they slapped my ass and flicked at my nipples as I moved amongst them to the next set.I was now faced with a plain door and asked to go through it. The room was dark inside and I was a little nervous but David held my arm (and a cheek of my ass) reassuring me; “Darling trust me it’s going to be fun and we will get some great shots” I was surprised when I saw what he meant, as it was simple a box with 4 holes (2 each side) and 3 windows for a camera in the door. It was covered in graffiti and rude comments plus the usual pictures of dicks and balls a teenager would draw. Suddenly it was very bright as the lights went on and I was asked to pose facing the door.I did my usual six sets again trying hard to push out my pussy. I had already rubbed myself down with a wet wipe but the spunk was still running out of me and I could feel my thighs sticking together. .”Is that it then?” I cried out and heard David respond;”Ehhh not quite yet, look over your shoulder”. I turned around and saw a cock which clearly was Brian’s as he was the only black guy in the team sticking through the hole in the wall. “How long has that been there?” I asked as I held his semi-hard dick in my hand feeling the hot blood pumping into it and its rigidity increase. “errrrr all the time”, said David. I could hear Tony’s daft giggling and I realised that his cock had been behind me to the side all the time as well the cheeky sods.”Same as the other one on the other side” Tony giggled and turning I saw another black cock, this was a monster and way bigger than the one currently in my hand. “Who the fuck does this belonging” I cried out in surprise. .I could hear some mumbling from the guys, “What the fuck are you up to? Come on give me a straight answer””OK we hired two models today Sophia you and him!”In for a penny in for a pound I thought and posed for some pics stood up with two nice cocks in my hands each side of me. The red video was flashing in the bottom window and I could see two cameras also firing away like crazy. I crouched down in my heels and spread my knees. There was groan of approval from the camera guys as my pussy was poking out and my head now level with these fully erect cocks. I couldn’t help it and my tongue darted out to lick the end of the first cock then I swapped to the second also to give equal treatment. I held my tongue on the end for the still camera and could feel the heat in each cock – they were on fire.My lust got the better of me and I just had to gobble these lovely cocks to orgasm. I went mad on Brian’s first and could hear his heavy breathing as he exploded into my mouth. So much I couldn’t swallow it all in and his cock spilled from my mouth together with another load of spunk dribbling down my chin, chest and tummy. Next it was the ‘male model’ and he just did not want to cum no matter how hard I gobbled his dick. I tried all the tricks that I know and even kneeled on the stool to expose my pussy to his monster dick. However he just would not let go. Then under David’s instruction he started on me first with the courgette then cumber then his big dick (now oiled). Well before there had also been a few fingers in-between, at least half the guys must have taken secret turns to finger my pussy between each changeover, you can’t blame them really.But this guy was awesome I have no idea how long he banged me from behind. Some of the guys took turns in poking their dicks through the hole next to my mouth and without thought I opened my lips and let them fuck my face. They didn’t cum but preferred to switch over once I could feel they may be close to orgasm. At least 7 different cock shapes, colours and tastes fucked my face over the next 10 minutes, all the while the camera ran and shutters fired. It was all starting to become a blur.Eventually I could hear the model guy growling like a big grizzly bear as he shoot an enormous load deep inside me, I remember screaming as I came as well. My legs collapsing slightly I slowed my grinding and simply rocked forward to move my cunt dripping with his spunk slowly along his massive tool. I could feel his huge weapon still pulsing as he popped out. I slowly moved forward pulling my cheeks apart, swivelling around so my ass and pussy fresh from a fucking faced the door and the cameras. They went mental and I could even feel a hand try to spread my ass even further no doubt to get a full open shot of my creamed pussy. “How’s the show so far?” I asked.”Fucking brilliant”, Tony retorted and put his hand into the box room to help me out. “Thanks guys, I hope I was a good model and please for goodness sake keen these confidential and away from my hubby” “Sworn to secrecy”, David responded and continued “But it’s not over just yet – come with me””But… I, eerrrrrr mmmm I need to go home to my husband now” It was not to be.The next set had a strange rack of bars with wrist and ankle restraints and sliding poles. David and Tony wasted no time in fixing me in to them. They put a rubber mask over my face with a circular hole clearly for a cock to enter. My body was glistening with a combination of oil, sweat and cum and the bright lights of the set simply set my skin to really glow. Again the shutters went mad and then I was in for the shock of my life.Suddenly everything stopped and the guys moved away. I could hear them mumbling and then David doing a speech. What was he doing? Where the fuck was he? Then the curtains parted and I was on a stage with about 60 faces all looking at me. Most were men but there was a handful of girls all looked respectable and just normal people. I tried to call out to David but the face mask restrained me and a grunt was all I could manage. I was strangely turned on by this especially as the people out there just could not see my face and would never know who I was.David returned to the stage and had a mini lotto barrel which Tony turned and David plucked out tickets. I was being fucking raffled – what for I had no idea but at least 12 tickets were called and the selected guys and one gal moved to the front next to me. They all were asked to inspect me I found that the rack I was tied to could be rotated so I could be observed in any position they desired. My pussy seemed to be their first choice and most of them had a little rub on my swollen clit or stuck a finger or thumb up my cunt, one even pushed a big finger into my ass. Another one stuck a finger in my face mask’s mouth hole and whispered to me; “My cock next for you honey…”.I was incredibly vulnerable and intensely turned on. It didn’t take long for the action to begin and all the guys stripped down naked, including the remaining camera boys. They walked past me and stood to my right in a line. David did a final announcement and reminded the crowd that, “This slut is ready for these 16 guys and just a reminder that photographs and videoing are permitted here and also for your information her husband is amongst us and has given us the go ahead to use this slut and fill her with cum”. What the fuck – did I hear this correctly? O-M-G There he was my hubby sat 3 rows back in the centre staring right at me grinning. Oh Shit was all I could say before a small but fat cock was thrust into my face mask and with no option deep into my mouth.I honestly can’t remember much of the session other than fearing I might choke to death as I had to use all my self-control to ensure I kept regular breathing through my nose as cock after cock took turns to fuck my mouth. There was no way that it was only 16 guys as it felt at least double this. I also remember hands all over my tits, pussy and ass and I especially remember David’s ‘bowling ball’ grip with a finger in each hole and his cock twitching cum into my mouth as he muttered “Got you this time bitch!” into my ear. Charming I thought to myself but it was short lived as 2 seconds later another cock hit my throat and another finger wedged into my cunt…It was interesting to notice the one lady selected seemed more interested in my nipples and small breasts and despite all the attention my mouth and pussy was getting she remained focused in them licking and rubbing my nipples, even the spunk cocktail that was running down my chest did not put her off and I could see strings of spunk all over her lips and mouth. She looked like she was well turned on and not just from me as I noticed a couple of guys had her dress up and I imagine were feasting on her pussy.Eventually the lights went out and I heard the crowd leave. I was cooling down and could feel cum everywhere dripping of my body. It had run out of my mouth and mask and down my body. My hubby held my hand reassured me and removed my ties and mask. He led me straight to the emergency exit and into our car for the trip home. I had a sheet around me but it soon became wet and stick soaking the spunk from my body.Now 3 months later and I swear I never will do this again but I still have some amazing memories and can create some amazing orgasms just thinking about it. I also have a few souvenirs including a hard drive with 2,552 photos on and 312 minutes of x rated action, a DVD released internationally called the “The cartwheel slut” which was the highlights of the final session. And finally the sheet I wrapped myself in when leaving the club, unwashed and used to cover the bicycles in the garage, You should see the stains!Hubby and I have a great relationship, Holly is doing well at school and I always get a couple of free sausages from the butcher as well as cat whistles from the fire station. I still get off posting my pics on-line and chatting with the blokes and hearing what they want to do to me. A crazy world…

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