The sexual adventures of Lacey and Ricky – Chapter 3

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Chapter 3: Lacey and Ricky Modeling

One day I invited Ricky to walk me home from school so we could share some after school treats that mom would have for me when I arrived home. We walked into the house together and noticed an unusual silence. In the kitchen was a plate of fresh cookies, still warm from the oven, alongside a note. Mom had left for her meeting with the book club and said that she should be home about 5:00. Dad was gone to work and my brother was at football practice and wouldn’t be home until about 5:00. We took the cookies and a couple glasses of milk down to the basement. As we ate the cookies and milk, we flipped through the channels on the TV, but there was nothing on this time of day. “I have an idea,” I said. I ran to my brother’s bedroom and grabbed a couple porn magazines from his stash and returned to the basement. “Since we have the house to ourselves, we can enjoy some of these.” We stripped down to our underwear and settled down with a blanket on the couch.

We drooled over the pictures and I read aloud some of the hot stories in a hushed, husky voice. Ricky had his pants off now and had removed my bra, delicately stroking my nipples. I had my hand on his dick, occasionally giving it a squeeze through his shorts. Then we turned to the centerfold. It was of a beautiful model with platinum blond hair, laying on her side with the most seductive smile. One of her legs was bent, presenting her pussy with the outer labia slightly open, and you could see her clit peeking out from its hood. There was a trimmed little bush, also blond. It was so hot and seductive. The page was worn, and I imagined my brother opening this page many times. On the edge of the page was a spot that looked suspiciously like dried jizz. It was hard to imagine my brother getting horny, masterbating, and jacking off, even though I had caught him in the act once.

“I have an idea!” exclaimed Ricky, “that model reminds me of you. Why don’t you do a matching pose here on the couch!” I looked down at the page and tried to imagine that I looked like the gorgeous model before me. My little titties had really been growing lately, but they were no match for the double D cups the model had and my hips had just begun to develop and were nowhere near as voluptuous as hers. “I don’t know” I said quietly “I am no comparison with her”. “Nonsense” replied Ricky “This model is actually starting to sag a little but you are perfect”. Wow. Was that actually true? “OK, it might be fun to do a little roll play.” I said, not feeling as brave as I sounded.

Taking my panties off, I lay on my side on the blanket, trying to match the pose of the model. “Here, let’s bring your leg up a little higher. Now prop your elbow on this pillow.” Ricky stood back and admired the effect and I admired his hard on.