Marjorie turned the alarm clock off and stretched, feeling her body tingle. It had been a good session the night before, and she enjoyed the sensations inside her body. Her nipples stirred and thrust out against the thin material of her nightgown, making her feel just the slightest bit horny.
"Al, wake up, honey."
"Yeah. Ohhhh." Al stretched and sat up, reaching for a cigarette. He scratched his head and sidled at her, and Marjorie smiled back.
"That was fun last night." She rubbed the mat of hair on his chest and leaned against his arm.
"Not now, baby. If we screw around, I'll be next to useless at work." He kissed her and slid out of bed, heading toward the bathroom.
Marjorie got up and put on her robe. She went to the door of Julie's room and started to knock, but hesitated. She opened the door and peeked in.
Julie was still sound asleep, buried completely under the covers.
Marjorie tiptoed in and closed the door behind her. She crept to the bed and gently touched the blanket-covered form of her daughter.
"Julie? Time to wake up, honey."
"Huuummffff." Julie wriggled, but made no attempt to come out from under the blankets.
"Julie, wake up." Marjorie gave her a firm shake and the teen-ager's head popped out from under the blankets. She stared at her mother for a second and then slowly raised herself on her elbows, her hair falling forward over her forehead.
"What's wrong?" she asked in a small voice.
"There's quite a bit wrong."
Marjorie rubbed her hands together and sighed. "I don't really know why, but for the past few months I've been a real bitch toward you. Last night your father climbed all over me about it and made me see what I was doing. Honey, I can't take away the nasty things I've said, but I mean it when I say I'm very, very sorry."
Julie smiled and Marjorie's heart ached. Her daughter was so beautiful!
"It, it's okay, Mom. I guess I was a little bit gross last night." Julie blushed slightly.
Marjorie smiled lightly. "Did it feel good?"
Julie's blush became deeper and then at last she nodded.
"Well, then, everything's all right there!"
Julie threw herself out of bed and into her mother's arms, crying with happiness. She hadn't like the icy coldness and now, maybe, it was gone.
"It's all right, honey," Marjorie felt tears sting her eyes as she comforted her daughter.
"Okay, you two. I'm hungry. I don't care who gets breakfast, but I'm not going to." Al, already dressed except for his coat and tie, was standing in the door.
Julie looked at him and giggled. "You forgot to shave," she said.
Al felt his chin and swore. "No wonder I got done so fast this morning! Damn!"
As he banged back into the bathroom, Marjorie and Julie laughed.
"Did you see the look on his face when he touched his chin?" Julie whooped with laughter.
Marjorie nodded, her face split with a big grin. Easing Julie off her lap, she stood up, but Julie wrapped her arms around her mother and hugged her tightly, her face pressed between Marjorie's breasts.
"Ummm, you're the nicest mom in the whole world!"
Marjorie hugged her back and then gently loosened her daughter's arms.
After breakfast, Julie kissed her parents goodbye and banged out the front door, heading for the bus stop. She felt wonderful!
"Hi, Julie!" Shirley Parker, a girl her own age from around the coner, was already waiting at the bus stop.
Julie had never really felt close to Shirley, but today she was spilling over with good feelings.
"HI, Shirley! Beautiful, isn't it?" Julie waved her arm at the soft spring weather, and Shirley had to agree.
"I hate snow. It's so, yucky and cold, and you have to wear a hundred pounds of clothes, and you're still cold."
Shirley made a face and Julie laughed in agreement.
Shirley was slightly taller then Julie, and her body was rounder. Julie didn't really have to wear a bra, but she did because her mother insisted. Shirley, on the other hand, needed a bra, not for support, but to hide the thick nipples at the ends of the twin cones jutting away from her chest. Her waist was slim and her hips were beginning to flare out, emphasizing the tight curves of her generous ass. Dressed in a light blouse and tight-fitting slacks, Shirley looked considerably older than her eighteen years.
Once on the bus, Julie and Shirley sat talking, discovering they had a great deal in common. They both liked the same subjects and Shirley confessed an interest in a boy Julie thought was neat.
"Oh, wow! You like Keith, too?" Julie gasped and then laughed. "I think he's just about the best-looking guy around!"
Julie realized she felt uncomfortable, and she wiggled impatiently. Her stomach was all fluttery and her small tits ached slightly. With a shock she realized she felt the same way when she was playing with her pussy.
"You wanna hear somethin' wild?" Julie whispered in Shirley's ear.
"What?"
"I feel real funny, talking about Keith, I mean. I feel just the way I feel when I play with myself," Julie blushed as she made the admission.
Shirley didn't laugh, but nodded. "So do I," she confessed. "Sometimes I'll go to the toilet during lunch hour and play with myself until I come four or five times!"
Julie didn't say anything, she was too surprised. She would never have the courage to do that!
Shirley looked around to be sure she wouldn't be overheard. "I'll tell you something else," she whispered. "Miss White, you know, the English teacher, well, one day I saw her in the classroom. She was all a lone and all the blinds were drawn, but there was a little crack I peeked through. She had her underpants off and she was rubbing herself so hard I thought she'd rub it off!"
"Wow! Miss White? Gee, she's so pretty. She's got a boyfriend, too, I remember seeing him once after school." Shirley shook her head in bewilderment. Adults were screwy!
The girls got off the bus and walked into the school yard. Laughing and chattering, the girls stood around the yard, waiting for the bell to ring. Julie noticed Miss White, dressed in a light dress that showed off her legs, hurrying though the yard, a large number of books and files clutched to her ample chest.
Shirley watched the English teacher until she was out of sight. It puzzled her that Miss White would play with herself. Turning, the teen-ager watched the car Miss White had arrived in moving away and she caught a brief glimpse of the driver, a man with a beard, dressed in work clothes.
Julie had Miss. White during the period immediately before lunch. When the bell rang the rest of the students hurried out to eat, but Julie hung back, looking at the teacher.
Diane White was in her late twenties. She had soft dark hair that threw off crisp highlights. Her face was rather plain, but her body more than made up for any lack of physical beauty above the neck. She had big breasts that strained hard against her bra and the thin material of her dress.
Moving around the desk at the front of the room, the hem of the dress kept flying up, and Julie could see a lot of her thighs, and the sight bothered the girl. It made her feel funny inside, and she didn't like it at all.
"Julie? It's lunch period, dear. Aren't you hungry?"
Julie shuffled her feet and shook her head. Actually she was, but she wanted to talk to the teacher without a lot of kids around to butt in.
"Is there something you want to talk about? You're doing all right in your school work, you know."
"I, I want to ask you something, but, well, it's sort of personal, Miss White."
Miss White leaned against the desk, a familiar pose to Julie, but suddenly the teen-ager realized how much it made the teacher's breasts thrust out. Julie could see the nipples were extended so that they showed even through her heavy bra and the thin material of her dress. The teen-ager squirmed, the fluttery feeling in her stomach getting stronger with every second.
"How personal is it, Julie?"
Julie blushed and looked at the floor. "Very, very personal, Miss White," she whispered.
"Well, in that case, stop calling me 'Miss White', and call me by my first name. It's Diane."
Julie looked up at her teacher, and Diane smiled gently.
"It's all right, honey. I was your age myself, not too long ago, and I know how rough things can seem at times."
Julie looked at her. "I, I feel so funny inside. Not sick, just, I dunno how to describe it. It feels good and bad and all mixed up all at the same time."
Diane smiled broadly. "What's the boy's name?"
Julie shook her head. "It isn't a boy. It's, it's you."
Diane's eyebrows went up in surprise. This was completely unexpected! She looked at the slim girl sitting in front of her with a critical eye. Julie was developing, and fast. In the past two months her breasts had nearly doubled in size, and she was going to be needing a bra soon.
"Julie," Diane crouched down by the girl's desk, ignoring the way her skirt rode up to show the teen-ager her crotch. "Honey, I'm very flattered, but I'm worried, too. Have you told anyone else about how you feel?"
Julie, her eyes fixed on Diane's face, shook her head.
"That's good, because people – other people, I mean – probably wouldn't understand. Now, would you mind if I ask you some very personal questions?"
Julie shrugged. "No," she said in a small voice. Diane patted her hand and Julie gave a jerk of surprise.
"Honey, do your breasts ache?"
Julie nodded. "They hurt more and more all the time. The nipples are so sore I'm afraid they're going to split open."
Diane nodded sympathetically. "I know just what you mean. There are days when I feel like that all over. I can't think of anything except sex."
"Really?" Julie looked at her in surprise.
Diane laughed. As if by accident, her hand slipped off the desk and landed on Julie's bare knee.
"Now, Julie, one more question. What do you feel like way down deep inside you, all tight and wound up and fluttery? Is there a hollow feeling, too?"
Julie nodded again. "Uh-huh, and I think my pussy is wet, too."
"Let's see, shall we? Lift your skirt up, honey." Diane slid her hand along Julie's leg and then between her thighs, feeling the warm skin tremble under her fingers. She gently touched Julie's panties and the girl moaned.
Licking her dry lips, Diane gently hooked her index finger inside the leg band of the teen-ager's panties and touched the hot flesh of the girl's pussy lips.
"Uhhhh." Julie writhed against Diane's skilled finger, her hips jerking back and forth and her tight ass wiggling frantically on the chair.
"Julie, if you lift your hips up a little bit, I can slide your panties off and tell for sure. Would you like that?"
"Oh, yes." Julie did as she was told, and felt Diane pulling her panties off.
Diane was breathing hard, and Julie could see the heavy swells of her breasts rising and falling faster and faster.
"Open your legs a little bit, honey." Diane put her hands on the insides of Julie's thighs and pushed gently.
Julie did as she was told, holding her skirt up out of the way with one hand while she frantically cupped and squeezed her breasts with the other. She had never felt so excited in her entire life!
Diane licked her lips nervously and looked at the girl in front of her. She was taking a horrible chance, she knew, but she wanted to do it, and Julie wanted it, too.
"Would, would you like me to make you feel better, honey?"
Julie nodded. "Yes, please!" she gasped.
Diane gently spread open the wet lips of Julie's pussy. She was tempted to bury her face in the wet crotch, but she knew Julie would freak out if she did.
"Oooooo! Hurry, please!" Julie's agonized whimper sent a shaft of lust through Diane's belly, and she nearly began to play with herself.
"Ready, Julie??"
"Ohhhhh, yesssss."
Diane gently stoked the wet nub of Julie's clit, pushing it from side to side and then up and under the protective sheath of skin.
"AHHHH!!" Julie's thighs clamped shut around her hand, and the teen-ager bucked and jerked frantically, her fingers digging at her tits.
"Ohhh, Diane, don't stop, I'm gonna – ahhhhhh!!!" Julie writhed with pleasure. She slipped off the seat and fell against Diane, knocking them both to the floor.
"Are you all right, honey?"
Julie nodded, too happy to speak. Diane smiled at her. Julie's knee was between Diane's thighs and the teen-ager instinctively moved it until it touched the teacher's hot crotch.
"Umm, wait a second. Let me get myself out of this," Diane panted. She lifted her hips and pulled off her pantyhose and panties.
"Now, put your knee against me, very gently, and straddle my leg," Diane maneuvered the teen-ager into the proper position.
"Now what do we do?" Julie was bewildered. Diane moved her leg slightly and her thigh rubbed against Julie's wet crotch, making the girl squirm with delight.
"Do the same to me, Julie. Rub me real nice and I'll be nice to you, too."
Diane wiggled her ass eagerly.
Julie was only too happy to oblige. She moved her leg against the dark mat of her teacher's pubic hair and rocked back and forth against the pressure of Diane's leg in between hers.
"Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh." Diane's hips twisted faster and faster, grinding her ass against the classroom floor. Julie could feel her leg getting wet from Diane's pussy juice, and she knew she was sopping wet herself.
"Ohhh, Julie, you're great. Don't stop now, honey! Just a little bit more and – AHHHHHH!!" Diane's broad hips thrust up hard against the pressure of Julie's leg, and she hugged the girl tightly, whining and gasping as her orgasm rocked her insides.
"Ohhhh, Diane, I – ohhhh!!" Julie twisted her hips against Diane's thigh and her hand groped for the heavy mound of her teacher's breast.
"Yessss, touch me, Julie." Diane kissed her full on the mouth and the surprised teen-ager responded, sliding her tongue into the warmth of Diane's mouth.
They both shuddered and then relaxed, Julie's hand squeezing the heavy mound of Diane's tit through her clothing.
"Ummm, that was nice, but we better stop now, honey." Diane gently pushed Julie up and the teen-ager nodded.
"Here, put your panties on, Julie, and straighten your hair. You look like you've been rolling around on the floor."
They both laughed, and Julie kissed Diane, touching her between the legs. Diane shivered and held Julie's hand in place for an instant.
"I, I…"
Julie didn't know how to say the words, but Diane smiled and supplied them for her. "You want to do it again?"
Julie nodded. She felt wonderful and warm and loving, and it was all directed toward the woman next to her.
"Well, why don't we, then? You could come over to my place on Saturday, and we could spend the entire day enjoying ourselves, and each other. Would you like that?"
"Oh, yes!" Julie hugged her enthusiastically, and Diane returned the embrace, her hand sliding down to grip Julie's small ass.
"Now, hurry down to the lunch room. The line will close in a couple of minutes."
Julie got to the school cafeteria just in time. She grabbed a tray and hurried through the line, looking for Shirley, but her friend was not in sight.
Bolting her food, Julie dashed out to the playground and found Shirley with a group of girls. She dragged her away to a quiet spot.
"What's the big rush? I looked for you in the car but you weren't around," Shirley protested.
"I know I wasn't," Julie giggled. "I was playing with Miss White, and she was playing with me."
"Playing what?" Shirley looked puzzled for an instant and then she realized what Julie had said. A look of surprise and awe spread over her face, and a hint of envy as well.
"It was a ball!" Julie bounced up and down with excitement. "We were rollin' around on the floor and you should have heard the noises she made when she came!"
Shirley's mouth drooped. She thought she was superior to Julie, and now Julie was charging off and doing things with a teacher! The tall girl listened without interest while Julie chattered on and on. She turned and started to walk away, and Julie had to run after her.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Shirley looked at Julie for a moment and then snapped, "She's just an ol' cow!"
Julie's mouth drooped, but she brightened almost at once.
"Hey," she suggested, "We could do it. I mean, you and me. Wouldja like to?"
"Uh-huh! My mom won't be home. We can do it there, okay?"
"Great!" Julie hugged Shirley and then ran for the door as the bell sounded.
Julie was sitting on Shirley's bed, her shoes off and her skirt around her waist, exposing the white slash of her panties between her legs.
"Now what?" Shirley turned to face her friend.
Julie licked her lips. She was scared and horny all at the same time, and she really didn't know how to handle it.
"Do, do we undress?" Shirley sat down on the bed beside Julie and locked at her.
"I guess we do," Julie said dubiously.
Shirley began to unbutton her blouse, and Julie did the same. Facing each other, they looked at each other's bodies, bare to the waist except for their bras.
"Th-this, too?" Shirley was rapidly losing her confidence.
"Yeah. Turn around and I'll undo it."
Shirley turned, and Julie undid the bra hooks. Shirley cupped her hands over her breasts, holding the bra in place, and turned to face Julie again.
"I'm sorta chicken, Julie," she admitted.
"It's okay, really." Julie tried to convey a confidence she didn't feel.
"Now you take mine off." Julie turned her back to Shirley and arched her shoulders slightly.
Shirley hesitated for a moment and then let her bra drop to the floor. She reached out and unhooked Julie's and then modestly covered her breast again as Julie turned, naked to the waist.
Shirley tried not to stare at Julie's breasts, but curiosity overcame modesty, and she looked at the small cones, capped with soft, pale red nipples.
"Can, can I see you?" Julie looked at the girl beside her.
Shirley, blushing furiously, uncovered her breasts, fully aware of how stiff her nipples were.
"Gee, you're really nice there, Shirley. You've got such pretty breasts and your nipples are…" Julie smiled at her friend. "They look good enough to eat."
Shirley giggled at Julie's compliment. She arched her back slightly, thrusting the twin canes toward the other girl. Julie bent her head and her tongue gently touched one nipple.
"Oh!" Shirley gasped and jerked away, her heart pounding frantically. She felt weak in the knees and her body trembled.
"Didn't you like it?" Julie was concerned.
"I, I dunno." Shirley covered herself again, but this time her hands moved slowly as she pressed her breasts, feeling the hard stubs of her nipples against her hands. The more she did it, the better it felt, and she speeded up the pace.
Shirley closed her eyes and her fingers began tugging at her nipples gently, keeping them hard and erect.
Julie knelt on the bed and moved closer to Shirley. When the girl lifted one of her breasts, the nipple exposed and hard, Julie leaned forward and licked it.
"Ohhh!" Shirley continued holding the breast against Julie's mouth, and her other hand slowly stroked Julie's hair and face.
Julie's tongue lifted and stroked the nipple, making it harder and hotter. She could feel Shirley's heart pounding and her breathing was becoming quick and short.
"Ooooohhh, Julie." Shirley's fingers groped under Julie's arm and gently stroked the small curve of Julie's tit.
Julie burrowed her face against the warm mound of Shirley's breast, forcing her on her back. She began kissing the other nipple while her fingers played with the first, wet one.
"Uhhh, Julie, let's get undressed all the way." Shirley raised her hips and they touched Julie's legs.
Julie's stomach was fluttering madly and her pussy felt warm and gooey inside.
The two girls pulled off the rest of their clothing and lay down, side by side, on the narrow bed.
Shirley unashamedly reached between her legs and began to play with herself. The knuckles of her hand brushed against Julie's pubic mound and Julie gasped, moving her hips forward until she had pinned Shirley's hand between their bodies.
"Oooohh," Julie sighed with pleasure as Shirley's hand rubbed against her pussy. She wrapped her arms around Shirley and held her close, their breasts squeezed together.
Shirley moved her fingers faster, spreading her pussy open and touching her clit gently. With each move, her hand brushed against Julie's crotch, and Shirley could feel how hot and wet it was.
"Ohhh, Shirley, press harder!" Julie whined.
Shirley ground her knuckles against Julie's twat and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure. Julie's arm slipped down and her hand gripped Shirley's ass, pulling them even closer together.
Shirley turned, her head, her mouth open. Julie kissed her and their tongues played back and forth as Shirley's hand rubbed faster and faster.
"Ahhhh!!" Julie writhed with pleasure and rolled on top of Shirley, her hips pumping madly. She gripped Shirley's ass with both hands, squeezing the ass cheeks as she came.
Shirley drove her hips up against Julie's and her fingers were wet with her pussy ooze. She touched her clit and gasped as a wave of heat roared out of her belly, engulfing her entire body in flame.
"Ahhhhh!!" Shirley arched her back and jerked again and again, shuddering with release.
"Oooohh, that was nice," Julie sighed. She bent her head and gently sucked on Shirley's nipples, making them hard again.
Shirley held Julie's head against her breast, wiggling with pleasure as the fire in her belly built up again. She played with her pussy for a moment and then squealed with enjoyment as another orgasm hit.