Julie found Aunt Dee's dress shop, where she had been put to work to keep her mind off "nasty filth," a bore, until a woman, about fifty years old, with a harsh, angular face, square jaw, and a slight mustache on her upper lip, came in and gave the sixteen-year-old blonde the once-over. The teenage girl, wearing, at her aunt's insistence, a dress, stockings, and high-heeled shoes to look like "a respectable salesgirl instead of a slut," recognized the hungry look in the old biddy's brittle black eyes and bent forward intent on rearranging piles of sweaters on a sales table, so that the bodice of her dress fell away from her body and the old bag got a good look at the teenager's bra-less titties.
"I'll help her, Aunt Dee," Julie said, when she saw the tell-tale flush on the middle-aged woman's cheeks, and smiled at the customer with her sweetest, girlish smile.
"I was looking for an-ah-complete outfit for my-ah-niece," the customer said with a catch to her voice, as Julie undulated towards her, thrusting her boobs against the thin material of her dress so that her nipples showed plainly.
"A complete outfit, ma'am?" Julie piped up and ran a pink tongue over her lush lips.
"Ah-yes, from the-uh-skin out, so to speak. "I-uh wonder if you could-uh-model for me, Miss?"
"Model?" Julie said and glanced over at Aunt Dee. "Well I suppose so."
"Of course, she can and will, ma'am," Aunt Dee said. "We have some lovely new things in lingerie."
"Yes, let's start with that," the middle-aged woman customer said. Her voice was hoarse.
"You just make your selections, ma'am, and my girl will model for you," Aunt Dee said and pulled out a drawer from which she took several panties and laid them out on the glass counter-top.
The woman picked up three of the scantiest panties and followed Julie into the dressing room.
As soon as the customer had seated herself in a chair, her breathing heavy as if she had been exercising, Julie crossed her arms hi front, bent forward, grabbing the hem of her dress and peeled it up. The woman's breathing became more labored as the teenager's naked titties popped into view, one at a time, from underneath the rolled-up dress. The teenage blonde's boobs were full and high.
"Want me to model any bras for you?" Julie asked innocently.
"No," the woman croaked. "Just the panties. Let's try these first." She held up a sheer, skimpy, triangular pair in faint powder blue.
Julie demurely turned her back on the woman and slipped her own white panties down, knowing that her naked ass was inches from the woman's face. As the blonde girl bent, lifting one leg to slip her panties off, she stuck her naked behind out at the woman customer until she felt the crack was spread wide enough for the old biddy to get a good look at her pouched pussy.
The hard-faced woman's eyes glittered as she ran her gaze over the teenage girl's creamy ass-cheeks. Her hands twitched, and the thin slash of her mouth dropped open, drooling, so that she noisily had to suck back her own saliva.
Julie turned around, now stark naked except for old-fashioned garter belt and stockings that Aunt Dee had insisted she wear as "any decent girl would." The dim dressing room light glinted on the golden down on Julie's thighs, just above her stocking tops. The blonde girl stood slightly forward, so that her tits hung pendulously, a temptation for the raunchy woman customer.
"May I have those panties, ma'am?" Julie asked politely, a mocking smile on her moist lips, just as the woman reached for her tits. "Please, madam!" Julie said arid stepped out of the woman's reach.
"You're so beautiful!" the woman breathed. "Your breasts-"
"You want me to model the panties for you or not?" Julie said, flaunting her nakedness before the lecherous old biddy, thrusting her pelvis forward so that her pussy pouted at the customer.
"Let me put them on for you, my dear child," the woman said, "Please."
"Certainly not!" Julie acted outraged. She took the little panties from the woman and slipped them on, making sure when she raised one foot and then the other, that she showed plenty of cunt. Before the sixteen-year-old girl had a chance to get the powder blue panties up, she felt the woman's fingers sliding up into her twat.
"Oh, Jeez, how sweet!" the woman said under her harsh breath. She diddled Julie, and the teenager's cunt juice began to flow. "See how wet you are, my dear child," the woman whispered. "You want a lovely come as much as I want to give it to you."
Julie let the bag play inside of her cunt for a few seconds more, then disengaged herself from the probing fingers by stepping back.
The woman opened her mouth and stuck a thick, dark-red tongue out at Julie. She made a rapid licking motion with it and winked at the girl, who pulled the panties all the way up and struck a model's pose. "I'm good at it," the woman customer pleaded, "I can make you hear bells and see fireworks, girl."
Julie pretended not to understand. She posed prettily, swiveling about to show the biddy her ass once more. The thin material, a scant triangle, behind as in front, did nothing to conceal the teenager's pouting, plump ass-cheeks. "Do you like the fit of these?" Julie teased the woman.
"I'd make it worth your while," the woman said under her breath.
Julie cocked her head, her pretty face showed interest. The woman's eyes gleamed
with lust. "Interested?"
Julie could hear Aunt Dee come clackety-clacking toward the dressing room. "Is everything all right, ma'am?" she asked.
Julie quickly picked up her dress and covered her tits demurely, as Aunt Dee poked her head into the cubicle.
"Oh, fine, just fine," the woman said and smiled up at Aunt Dee. "These are really lovely, really they are. Just perfect for a young girl."
"They really are, aren't they?" Aunt Dee said, and looked uneasily at Julie. But the teenager seemed to be a model of maidenly modesty, letting the folds of her dress cover the triangular front of her panties, showing the woman customer only a profile, her teenager's superbly modeled buttocks, setting the sheer material off to advantage.
"I'll take a dozen pairs of them, assorted colors," the customer said to Aunt Dee. "Would you mind gift-wrapping them for me?"
"Certainly, ma'am," Aunt Dee said. "What will you be wanting to see next? Slips? We have really a fine selection, and-"
"I'll just take the panties for now," the woman said, a trace of impatience in her voice. "I seem to have run out of time. Could you wrap them right away? I'll come back tomorrow for the rest of the outfit"
"Of course, ma'am," Aunt Dee said and went back into the store proper.
Julie dropped the dress and peeled off her panties. She stood before the woman, stark naked. "A car?" she whispered to the woman, "would it be worth a car to you?"
"You'll stay a whole night with me?" the woman asked.
"I'll do anything you want," Julie said.
"Oh, you lovely young thing, you," the woman whispered. "You've made an old woman very happy." She put her arms around the naked teenage girl and drew her against her dumpy body.
"A neat car?" Julie asked, her eyes large and warm.
"Anything you want, my darling girl," the woman said and cupped Julie's left tit with her hand.
Julie stuck her own hand up under the woman's dress, up the soft leg until she felt the crotch of her panties. She slid a slender, girlish finger inside of the hem and slipped it up the woman customer's cunt. It was sopping wet there. The woman kissed Julie on the mouth, her right hand hungrily stroking the blonde teenager's ass. When the woman went down under for her cunt, Julie rolled the biddy's clit between her thumb and forefinger, and then slipped out and away from her. "We can't do anything here," the teenager said.
"Of course not," the woman croaked. "Here," she took out a card and handed it to Julie. "At my home address, tonight. I'll send a car for you at seven." She shook her legs out, held her head up high and sailed out of the dressing room.
Julie glanced at the card. It read:
Abigail Murgatroyd, Ph.D. Psychotherapy.
Julie shrugged. A cunt was a cunt. They all smelled more or less the same, no matter what name or occupation the different females professed. Quickly she dressed again and stepped out into the front of the store, where Aunt Dee gave her a pleased smile and said that Julie had made a good start. The panties the customer had taken were the most expensive they had in the store. "Now, if you keep behaving yourself, young lady," Aunt Dee said, "you could turn out to be quite a decent young person." The voluptuous.older woman regarded her blonde niece. "You are an attractive girl, you know, Julie," Aunt Dee said and quickly looked away
when the teenager met her look with a knowing smirk. "Ah, what I mean is, some day there will be a young man, a decent young man, and you should save yourself for his
love."
"Is that what you're doing, Auntie? Saving yourself for a special man?" Julie asked innocently.
"And why not?" Aunt Dee countered. "What is wrong with saving oneself for the right person?"
"I thought you did not approve of any-ah-physical love," Julie said.
Aunt Dee flushed. "There are wifely duties that a woman must perform, no matter how distasteful to her they may be," Aunt Dee said and checked her wristwatch. She did not seem to want to continue this conversation with her niece. "Ah, I'm going out for lunch, Julie. Look after the shop, will you? And don't get yourself into any mischief."
"Yessum," Julie said and shook her head as she watched the departing figure of her aunt. Poor Aunt Dee. She wanted to make out that she was such a prude, while all the time, under that prissy exterior, she had a yen to be fucked. Look how she held Herbie's hard prick while she walloped his bare bottom. The woman was aching for prick or-? Julie smiled to herself. Maybe she wanted a gentler sort of love, a female tongue up her crack, for instance. There had been this matron back at reform school, who had been so much like Aunt Dee, always preaching against sex and fucking and all, until one day Julie and her friend Lisa had taken down the woman's pants and licked her cunt for her until she came so much the girls had thought she would never stop. It had been a blast. They had made the bitch beg for another pussy tonguing and made her suck the clits of the thirty girls in the cottage before letting her get off on a couple of stiff tongues again.
Julie rubbed her clit through the dregs at the thought of how well the matron had sucked it for her, rolling the pink pearl between tongue and teeth until Julie had come with such a powerful jolt, she had nearly smothered the woman between her thighs. Julie almost wished she were back at reform school. It was not as straight as this dumb dress shop, but they were going to send her to this place for incorrigible girls, and she had heard that it was real bad there with solitary and all. Julie yawned, when a young woman came in the door. Julie looked her over, tugged down her dress and went up to her.
"May I help you, ma'am?" Julie asked.
The customer was about twenty-two or three, a pale blonde with a lovely slender body, married- because she wore rings-but looking as innocent as a twelve-year-old virgin.
"Oh, I'm just looking, thank you," the woman said and went down the aisles* touching a dress here, a blouse there. Julie leaned against the counter and watched the slim, pale blonde nervously glance about.
"Anything in particular that I could show you?" Julie drawled.
The blonde looked at her with big, wide-open pale violet eyes. "Something in pants," the blonde woman customer said, "something not-not too loose, you understand."
"Sure, I understand," Julie said and looked the young woman customer up and down. "You're a ten, aren't you?"
The pale blonde nodded, and blushed.
Julie went over to a rack and pulled three different colors and patterns of pants out. "How about tops? Would you like me to show you some?" the girl asked the customer.
The young woman nodded.
Julie showed her four, and the young woman selected three and followed the teenage girl into the dressing room. Julie deliberately left the curtain partly open and stationed herself where she could watch the young married woman undress.
The pale blonde pulled her dress up and off over her head, revealing modest white panties and bra. She had smooth, pale legs and nice, full boobs. When she turned to bend and pick up one of the jersey tops, her panties tightened across a lovely, high-set but womanly ass. She looked so vulnerable, innocent, almost virginal. She put on a jersey top and slipped her bare legs into one of the pairs of pants. "May I check the fit?" Julie asked. "Sizes vary from manufacturer to manufacturer, you know."
"Oh, you can come in," the young woman said. "I'm decent."
The blonde teenager stepped into the dressing room and the young woman shyly avoided her appraising glance. "Oh, you mustn't wear a bra under that kind of top," Julie said with authority.
"Really?" the young woman quavered. "But I've never worn clothes just over my-ah-bare skin."
"The natural look," Julie said. "Here let me help you off with this top, and we'll try it." She pulled the young woman's top up, touching her arms and shoulders, and stepped back, holding the garment. "Just slip your bra off," the teenage girl said. The woman' hesitated. "No need to be shy, ma'am," Julie assured her. "There's nobody here but us."
The woman blushed again, but obediently unhooked her bra in back and let it drop. A pair of lovely, firm tits with pale rose nipples hung free.
"Here, let me help you with the top-" Julie began, then frowned and looked down at the woman's pants. "But no, ma'am, that breaks the lines, bunches up in the crotch-"
"What?" the woman asked confused, standing there with her naked boobs out and a pink blush on her face.
"The pants, you really shouldn't wear anything under them, if you want them to fit you best."
"Oh!" the young, married woman said. Her pale, smooth tits quivered.
"Just slip them off," Julie said, unzipped the pants, and peeled them down. When her face was even with the customer's cunt mound, Julie deliberately licked her lips. Then she looked up into the woman's face and saw the hungry look in the pale violet eyes. "Shall we try it without the panties?" Julie asked.
"Try what?" the young woman asked hi return. Her tits quivered. She saw Julie's eyes on them and modestly covered herself with her arms.
"The pants with nothing under them," Julie said.
The pale violet eyes suddenly met Julie's. "If you think it's better," the young woman customer said and slipped her panties down her hips.
She had a pale blonde pussy, and in-the mirror, her ass shone pale and full-fleshed. The violet eyes had a wild luster in them, as the young woman exhibited her naked body to the teenage girl.
Julie reached for the young woman's tits. She cupped their resilient softness and kissed the woman on the mouth; her tongue darted between the young wife's lips, and the naked woman kissed the sixteen-year-old suntanned blonde girl back with fierce urgency. The girl fondled the pale, rosebud-tipped tits, rolling the stiffening nipples between thumb and forefinger, as the sex-starved young wife started breathing hard and pressing her belly and cunt mound against the teenage salesgirl. Julie pulled her tongue out of the hot-tailed young wife's mouth and fastened her lips over the woman's right nipple, her tongue teasing the nub of flesh. The young woman ground her hips against the girl's belly, and the teenager, while sucking first one tit and then the other, cupped the recently married woman's pale, plump ass-cheeks with both hands, drawing them apart until the rosy asshole and the rear view of her flushed and lust-swollen cunt pouch with its glistening pink slit showed in the dressing room mirror.
The randy teenage girl's long-fingered hand darted towards the exposed cunt-flesh and two fingers thrust into the warm wetness of the woman's willing slit.
"Yes! Oh yes!" the youthful matron moaned while her breath came short and hard. Her pale hands busied themselves with the bodice of the teenage girl's dress until the erect adolescent tits sprang out, naked, cream-skinned boobs with dusky pink nipples. The woman's hungry mouth sucked them, her lust fanned by the girl's ringers squishing in and out of the near-virgin cunt, so tight were its elastic walls.
"Wow!" Julie said, amazed at the woman's unbridled hands that searched under her skirt until eager fingers found her naked cunt-flesh, inflamed with lust and well-lubricated with pussy-juice.
The woman had spread her legs, knees slightly bent, and rode Julie's hand as if the fingers were a man's cock.
"Doesn't your old man fuck you?" Julie asked the young woman whose ass was grinding away, the big cheeks quivering, while her cunt rotated on Julie's finger.
"John's away most of the time-on business," the woman said. "That's why I need, I have to-"
"I understand," Julie said and bent forward gluing her soft lips to the tender cunt.
The young woman pulled Julie's dress up, so that the blonde teenager's naked ass was exposed, the cheeks smooth and shaped like two giant hard-boiled eggs, while beneath them the cleft cunt pouch with its dark blonde bush popped out.
The blonde girl raised her mouth from the woman's cunt lips and reached for the pink hood of flesh at the top of the slit, which she squeezed until the pearly pink clit peeked out. The teenager's tongue flicked over the young wife's clit, and the pale-skinned, naked young matron whinnied like a mare in heat.
Frantic for flesh, the woman reached for the girl's ass and stroked its smooth cheeks, the fingers fluttering towards the wide-spread crack, finding the asshole, fingering it vigorously.
Julie sucked the swollen clit, tonguing it, teasing it with her teeth until the young woman cried out and her cunt pulsed with a frantic come.
"My goodness! I never knew that it could be so-so-" the woman quavered.
"It's good, isn't it?" Julie said.
"Yes, oh yes!" the woman said, shuddering with breasts dancing. With two quick strokes, she stripped the slim teenager naked and drew her against herself. Tits
pressed against tits, the nipples rubbing against each other. Bellies and pussies ground together. Julie skillfully fitted her clit against the young woman's and started dry-fucking her.
Moaning with pleasure, the woman sank down to the lush carpet, bucking up against the teenage girl's relentlessly rubbing clit. Julie's ass-cheeks spread wide as she dry-humped the pale-skinned young matron whose own thighs opened with lust The two naked females writhed on the floor, the teenager's tight, round ass opening and closing its cheeks as she ground her clit against the woman's, feeling the soft woman meat under herself as her cunt quivered with the first spasm of a near-come. But as much as she dry-fucked the woman with urgency, feeling the tender cunt-flesh beneath her own fluttering as the woman got herself off again, Julie could not make
it.
Julie stood up, bare-ass naked, her cunt lips swollen an angry red, thrusting out from her dark blonde pussy. The woman started lying on her back, her legs spread wide, her cunt slash glistening in her pale blonde bush.
"Come over here," she told the girl, and while Julie squatted so that her cunt lips, clit, and asshole were exposed and vulnerable, the young wife, turned over on her belly, her plump bottom-cheeks glistening with cunt-juice near the asshole, and stuck her tongue in between the teenager's inflamed cunt lips. Gently, but firmly, the young woman lapped the girl's drooling cunt. The woman-tongue knew exactly where the most sensitive areas were and slowly, her tongue-tip flicking at the teenager's clit at intervals, she brought the girl to full sexual arousal. When the woman's warm tongue rimmed her puckered asshole, Julie started to moan. The stiff tongue tip flicked up into the teenager's bum-hole, entering and withdrawing, licking at the satin-smooth intimate girl-flesh until the girl's own fingers started playing with her clit. The young woman's finely chiseled nose pressed into Julie's cunt-hole while her tongue relentlessly worked on the younger girl's bung.
This time, Julie knew that she was going to get off. Leaning forward, the blonde teenager pulled the young woman's ass-cheeks apart until the pale pink asshole lay exposed. Her naked body slithering over the woman's back, Julie licked the pale woman's cleft until her tongue found the tight bum-hole. While Julie tongue-fucked her, the woman's fingers gently found the teenager's clit, skinned back the hood and caressed it with the soft finger tips.
Julie turned the naked woman over on her back and returned to licking her asshole while the pale, young woman used her mouth on Julie's cunt. She sucked on the nub of stiff flesh near the top of the teenager's gash.
Woman and girl ate each other's meat, licking, lapping, sucking, until both were near the peak of sexual excitement. The teenager, leaning over the paler body of the woman let her nipples rub against the soft belly as she thrust her tongue hi and out of the young wife's bung.
Suddenly Julie's whole body tautened, her naked ass rose high, the cheeks wide open as she came, the woman's tongue lying way up inside of her pulsating cunt.