Chapter Five: Fantasy Lingerie Model
After that weird Steven and Bubba incident things took a twist. I was now spending more time with Steven, mostly due to his constant bribes. It started a few days later when I came home from school and found a present on my bed. I opened the box and found some revealing lingerie with a note from Steven to model it for him. Of course the modeling sessions ended up in touch and feel sessions where Steven would tell me to take the "braw" off, leaving me topless. Then the bottoms came off and Steven would fuck me on his bed.
There wasn't much foreplay in all of this except for the modeling and seldom was there any oral or even kissing. It wasn't like when I was with Billy. It would seem every few days there was a new piece for me to model. I liked the light blue see-thru panties with the small skirt which let my butt cheeks stick out. I think Steven's favorite was the sheer black bikini with the nipples and crotch cut out. The darn thing had bright "yallow" tassels along the hems. This went of for a few weeks. I was getting quite the lingerie collection and needed a few more draws to store all this stuff. I could just imagine asking Pa for a larger chest of drawers to store all the undergarments Steven was buying me.
One day I came home and Steven had gotten me the black bikini outfit I had previously mentioned, the one missing some key material. Like Pavlov's dog runnin' for the bell, I put the outfit on and headed to his room where he sat waiting and grinning on the edge of his bed.
I walked and pranced in front of Steven with my nipples and poontang poking out from the material. What kind of Yankee pervert designs this stuff? I strutted back and forth, did a few turns, a couple of bows from both angles and then the request. "Remove the braw, Sunny."
I didn't exactly know why. My bare nipples were already poking through. I could count the square inches it covered on one hand, I think. I undid the "braw" and let Steven see my "neck-ed" boobies. Steven patted his leg and I sat on his lap. He played with my titties and then sucked on them. I pretty much knew his routine. The crotch rub came next. I grabbed his crotch, gave him "oohs" and an "aahs" to make his male ego feel good and then he would plow me. I would kiss him on the cheek and thank him for the lingerie, although this one would take an acting job. This wasn't my first rodeo.
Something different happened this time. Billy walked in on us. He was very nonchalant and eating an apple. I was laying cross-ways on the bed with my head half off the edge of the bed. Billy came up to me, gave me a kiss on the forehead and said, "Want a bite as he held out his apple toward my face."
I was both bored and a little hungry and said, "Sure." Billy held the apple to my face as I took a bite and chewed it practically in Steven's face while he was fucking me. Billy said, "Pa is looking fer ya. Should I tell him you're in Steven's room?"
