Stephanie's Snappy Bikini (Patreon)

"So, do you like it?" said Stephanie. Her aunt Sharon had dragged her to a big box store on a Wednesday to go shopping for a new vacuum for her boyfriend, Henry.

Of course shopping for appliances in the middle of the day was the last thing a bratty nineteen year old like Stephanie wanted to do, so she decided to make the most of it. 

"I said, do you like it, Aunt Sharon?" Aunt Sharon's eyes were wide with shock, her full, red lips parted in a gasp. Watching her niece prance around the cereal aisle in an electric blue sling bikini was by far the least shocking thing she'd seen the brat do, but probably the most public.

Stephanie did a pirouette, squeaking the linoleum tiles under her white and pink sneakers. She may be nineteen, but her full, luscious, barely concealed breasts were those of a fully matured woman. They heaved and whipped across her chest. The two postage-sized-stamp scraps of cloth that clung tightly to her nipples did little to offer any structural support. 

By now, a small audience of those who wanted to watch, and those who tried not to, but were any way, were gathering around the cereal aisle. 

"Hi, Henry!" Stephanie waved at the balding man who was dating her aunt. Her waving arm sent her knockers tumbling and bouncing again. "Don't you like my new swimsuit? I bet it's sexier than anything old aunt Stephanie has!" 

Poor Henry was fumbling with the bag of pork rinds in his hands, making even more noise. He began to sweat as his pants suddenly grew tight. He hadn't seen Stephanie since their Thanksgiving tryst. It took a very expensive vacation to Niagara Falls, and an awkward cuckolding involving a hunky lifeguard, to calm Sharon down after that.

All he could see was Stephanie's nubile, practically naked, busty body dancing in the middle of the aisle, a blue strand of fabric buried deep between her tight, perfect ass cheeks. He tried to close his eyes, but there was Sharon, being taken from behind by the lifeguard, her massive jugs swaying beneath her as she was thrust into again and again, while she moaned, "Ooooh! This is what it feels like Henry! This UGHHHNN! Is what it's like!" His brain was beginning to fry.

Suddenly, Sharon reached out with her left hand and grabbed Stephanie's wrist. "Just what the HELL do you think you're doing?"

"Oww! Let go of my arm!" Stephanie pulled her arm back, she spun around. The quick jerking motion was too much for the cheap fabric used by the big box store!

There was a brief, but loud, ripping sound. The sling bikini jolted off Stephanie's body like it was being torn off. The electric blue strings melted away. Stephanie reached out, grasping for the strands, bending over to pull them back to the warmth of her naked body.

"What...is that?" said Aunt Sharon, her voice cold and accusatory.

Stephanie puckered her velvet star. OOOPS! was all she could think. 

Aunt Sharon leaned over, her milkers swinging halfway down her thigh. "Is that... MY BUTTPLUG!? Ohh! You're getting such a spanking when we get home! Henry! Start the car!"

Congratulations to Tinhy for winning this month's pinup idea challenge! Stephanie and her aunt Sharon have become quite popular around here, and so I'm sure we'll be seeing them a lot in the future!