Tom James - Juicy hot daughter

Julie clung to her mother. "Thanks, Mom."

Marjorie smiled. "Any time, honey." She went out, firmly and pointedly shutting the door behind her.

Julie looked at the closed door for a moment and then slowly got up. She walked over to her bureau and took off her blouse. Dropping it to the floor, she unhooked her bra, staring at the small cones of her breasts, her nipples soft and pink against her pale, white skin.

She wished someone were there to kiss her breasts and make the nipples nice and hard, but the warmth of her hands on her slim body was doing it already. The nipples were thickening and beginning to stand away from the small cones of her tits.

Julie took all of her clothes off and stood in the middle of the room, looking at herself. She studied her body. It wasn't as mature as Shirley's, her breasts were smaller and her hips narrower, but somehow Julie felt she knew much more than her friend.

Suddenly Julie shivered and her nipples sprang up, rigid and hot. In her mind she was seeing the photograph Fran had shown her, but now, instead of Fran lying with her legs spread, waiting for Paul's cock, it was her!

"Ohhh." Julie rubbed her belly and spread her legs apart, feeling the heat of her cunt on her fingers.

She shut her eyes and tried to imagine how it would feel – Paul's cock splitting her little pussy lips apart and then the big head wedging itself inside her, deeper and deeper.

"Ahhh!!" Julie's cry was one of pleasure and surprise, she hadn't even touched herself and she'd come!

The teen-ager gently felt her pussy, carefully avoiding her clit. The lips were wet with her juice, and she could feel her insides quivering, demanding to be reamed out by a man's cock.

She grabbed her robe and wrapped it around her. Opening the bedroom door, she looked toward the living room. Both her parents were sitting on the couch, watching TV. She hurried into the bathroom and took down her mother's hand mirror.

Spreading her legs apart, Julie held the mirror so she could see her pussy. Holding on to the edge of the wash basin, Julie squatted down, watching her pussy spread open.

There! She could see her cunt. She could see the tiny hole that lead inside her.

"Fuck," Julie whispered, "Fuck me."

As she realized what she had said, a huge shudder of lust ran though her body, and Julie gripped her cunt, her fingers sawing at her clit. Her eyes half-shut, Julie gasped and moved against her hand, feeling her body trembling more and more.

"Uhhhh!!" She jerked violently and sighed with release as the sex tension inside her was relieved.

Smiling at herself in the mirror, Julie gently dipped her finger into her pussy and rubbed the slick ooze over her rigid nipples. She repeated the action several times and then licked her finger clean, a wonderful feeling of relaxation and peace filling her.

She was satisfied, at least for the time being.

As the bell rang for the lunch break, Diane White motioned Julie to stay behind for a moment. Julie waited, and as soon as the room was empty, she went up to the front and hugged Diane, rubbing her crotch against the teacher's thigh.

"Ummm, hi Diane." Julie kissed her and Diane returned the kiss.

"Looking forward to Saturday?" Diane slid her hand down and cupped Julie's ass gently.

Julie nodded. She reached out and cupped one of Diane's tits, feeling the weight of it.

"Ummm, Julie, stop it or we'll wind up on the floor again," Diane giggled.

Julie slid her hand down between Diane's thighs and the teacher moaned. She pulled up her skirt and Julie rubbed her panties briskly for a moment.

Diane shivered and squeezed Julie's ass harder.

"Julie, take your panties off, honey." Diane was panting with eagerness, and Julie, who knew what was coming, did as she was told.

"Lean against the desk, dear."

Diane knelt at Julie's feet and lifted the girl's skirt. Julie felt Diane's lips on her thigh and then her teacher was eating her pussy, her tongue sliding up and down inside the wet lips.

"Ohhhhh," Julie shuddered with pleasure. "Do it," she begged, "Eat my pussy, Diane!"

Diane did, and Julie nearly screamed it felt so good. She lifted her feet off the floor, balancing on the edge of the desk.

Diane, her face buried in the teen-ager's hot cunt, eagerly kept her mouth glued to Julie's pussy. She heard the girl's squeals of delight and then her stifled scream as she climaxed.

Lifting her head, Diane smiled at Julie. "You've got my pussy goop all over your mouth," Julie giggled.

"Lick it off," Diane whispered.

Julie stood up and pulled Diane up to her. She licked her pussy cream off the teacher's face, her hands squeezing Diane's tits harder and harder while Diane ground her pussy against Julie's thigh.

"Ohhhhhh!" Diane grabbed Julie and hugged her as her body shook with her orgasms.

"That was fun," Julie said breathlessly.

"Ummm, yes it was!" Diane watched as she put her panties back on.

"I'll see you tomorrow at your house, Diane." Julie smiled shyly.

Diane watched the teen-ager go out the door and she smiled to herself. She'd eaten Julie's pussy and the girl hadn't minded in the least. In fact, Diane realized, she'd asked for it! Hummmm, I wonder what else she's up to? Diane asked herself.

"Hey, girls!" Fran smiled. "What's up?"

Julie thought fast. "I promised Shirley I'd show her the film that Paul took."

"Oh!" Fran laughed. "It's all right, honey. Paul threw it out last night."

"Oh, wow!" Shirley grinned from ear to ear.

"Come on in," Fran stood aside and the two girls stepped into the living room.

"Paul and I were taking some photos. If you're very quiet, I think he'll let you watch."

"I'd like that," Julie said frankly.

Fran excused herself and went to the back of the house. The girls could hear Paul's voice and then Fran's and a moment later Paul, a camera in his hand, came into the living room.

"Okay, you want to see how it's done?"

"Uh-huh," Julie nodded vigorously.

"It's all right with me and it's all right with Fran, but I want you two to keep quiet, understood?"

The two girls, somewhat abashed by Paul's firm tone, followed him into the back of the house. In what would have been the second bedroom, Paul had set up a studio. The window was covered over and the only light came from a number of bright photo floods set on stands and pointed toward one end of the room where Fran, naked, was leaning against the wall by an armchair.

"Sit down over there, kids." Paul gestured toward the far end of the room and then ignored them.

"Now," he said to Fran, "let's start over again. I didn't like that first series of shots."

"She hasn't got any hair on her pussy," Shirley whispered to Julie in an amazed tone. "I've never seen anything like that before."

Julie nodded, concentrating on the action under the bright lights.

Fran had put the robe back on and was sitting in the chair. She raised her arms and the robe fell open to expose the cones of her breasts, the nipples soft.

"Damn it, Fran, keep your nipples hard," Paul said in a disgusted tone of voice.

"Picky, picky, picky," Fran groused mildly. She licked her fingers and gently pulled and twisted her nipples, getting them hard.

"Okay, here we go," Paul began taking photos, and the two teen-agers watched as Fran slowly exposed more and more of her body to the camera and to their view.

Shirley squirmed restlessly. She felt funny watching Fran expose herself, and she thought she should leave, but at the same time, she wanted to see more. Her stomach was beginning to flutter, and she wished her breasts would stop aching so much. She wanted to take her sweater and bra off and rub them, but she wouldn't dare do anything like that here.