"The thing is," Julie said, with a seductive giggle, "I'm in love, Miss Hawkins. But not with any of the dumb boys at school. If I tell you a secret, promise you'll never tell anyone? Not anyone?"
Damn, but she's a sexy little thing, the aroused brunette realized as she studied Julie's young curved body. For the first time, Anne wondered about having sex with another woman. Only this wasn't a woman – she was a provocative little minx, with silky thighs and tits. And the sweetest mouth. For one wild moment, Anne visualized Julie's rosebud mouth burrowing hotly aping her aching pussy and a shiver of lust raced through her blood. Crazy thought, she told herself.
"I promise," Anne said solemnly. "Tell me."
Julie leaned forward conspiratorially. She felt quite high from the wine, and there was something almost motherly and trusting about Miss Hawkins. The fact was, she had to tell someone about her passionate affair or she'd go crazy. She felt so good, the torrid knowledge was about to burst inside her unless she shared her fantastic luck.
"I'm having an affair," Julie whispered, glassy-eyed. "With the most beautiful, handsomest man in town. Honest!"
"Man?" the brunette cooed curiously. "Which man, honey?" Julie leaned over to whisper in Anne's ear. "Mark Jensen. You know, Jack's father! He's so wild in bed, Miss Hawkins! So groovy, I could faint. Oh, Lordy, what he does to a girl!"
The lush brunette kept her composure with a serious effort of will. Instead of dropping her jaw, she calmly sipped her drink. That sonofabitch! All this time she'd thought Jack's father was a self-righteous, holier-than-thou bastard and it turned out he was having hot sex with his next-door neighbor's daughter!
While she, Anne, was having lustful sex with his son.
The implications of all this took a few minutes to dawn in Anne's confused mine. One stark fact emerged. If the truth that she'd seduced Mark Jensen's son, sucked and fucked him to the point of exhaustion, ever came out, she sure as hell had dynamite to throw back in his face!
Immediately, Anne plied the little blonde with still another glass of wine, which Julie happily accepted. Her secret was out and she felt tremendously better. Besides, she knew she could trust Miss Hawkins.
Two other facts emerged in the horny brunette's mind as she listened to Julie go into detail about her affair with Jack's father. One was that the blonde was rapidly getting drunk, squirming her cute ass lewdly around the sofa. The other was that, if she somehow managed to get into Julie's panties, she could in some strange way use it as blackmail.
Not to mention the experience of going down on her first beautiful young girl. And vice-versa. And at this moment the statuesque brunette found the pert blonde irresistibly arousing. Anne had never sucked on a beautiful young girl's tits, but she'd thought about it from time to time. And the prospect of burrowing her mouth into Julie's hot little cunt was growing more tempting by the second.
Besides, the girl was more than half-drunk. It ought to be easy pickings, if she played her cards right…
"I'm so crazy about him!" Julie sighed drunkenly. "I even promised to get him other gist."
Anne put her drink down and slid close to the girl on the sofa, their thighs touching. "You mean, honey, if you lined up other girls for him he'd appreciate you that much more?"
"Right on!" Julie gushed, her cheeks flushing.
The panting brunette slid her arm around Julie's soft shoulders and leaned close to her ear. "What about me, sweetheart? If you got me for him, he'd know you can get anyone for him, right? I mean, I look considerably sexier naked. Want to see, Julie? Just take a quick look?"
The blonde gulped, more than half-drunk and definitely curious about her music teacher. She seemed so drab on the outside, but Mark would be so happy with her if she could actually line something up for him!
"Just a quick look," Julie breathed, fascinated. Quickly, Anne stripped, holding her firm, creamy tits out proudly, aware that the girl was awed by her lush figure.
Then, without preamble, the aroused brunette knelt in front of the adolescent, stoking her thighs with loving fingers.
"Do you know what really turns a grown man like Mark on?" Anne said in a silky, persuasive voice. "The sight of two beautiful women making it together. Loving it up together. Eating each other up, sweetheart. Why don't you undress too? Let's have a rehearsal, you know, Julie? See what we can do to turn your lover on. Just a little hugging and kissing, angel, that's all…"
Fascinated, Julie gazed at the lusciously naked brunette. She felt so giddy from the wine, and so close to Miss Hawkins from her secret confession. Excited, too, because her music teacher was sexy, naked and with her hair down. Really sexy. Julie hesitated for only a minute, but the loving caress of Anne's fingers sliding beneath her dress was making her hot, too.
"Nothing dirty?" Julie giggled. "Just hugging and kissing?"
"On my word of honor, sweetheart," Anne said in a husky voice. By now, the feel of the girl's satiny thighs in her fingers was making her mouth water and her cunt hotly tingle. Once she got her mouth dug into that juicy young cunt, it would take a team of horses to tear her away. Because ever since Jack had turned her on, the madly aroused brunette thought of nothing else but raw, passionate sex.
Awkwardly, Julie stood up and slipped off her T-shirt. Her pink tits sprouted forth, their tiny nipples begging to be sucked and kissed. Then the blonde was out of her skirt and panties, totally naked, and the fiercest excitement Anne had ever felt rippled through her lips and tongue and pussy. Christ, what an angel! Sweet, utterly smooth, silken young body, golden pussy-hairs, plump, juicy ass. All blossoming hot sex, waiting for naked hunger!
The panting brunette pushed the naked blonde back down on the sofa and lay on top of her, their burning pussies grinding together. Julie's tits were already beginning to heave feverishly as Anne french-kissed her and stroked her lovely little tits, gently pinching the pink nipples. Then the music teacher was inching down on the drunkenly aroused adolescent, moaning eagerly as she sucked on a small hot tit. She whirled her tongue madly around the swollen nipple, hearing Julie's cries of delight with lewd pleasure. She sucked on the girl's other tit for a while with lusty hunger, her fingers dipping down to explore the blondes hotly soaked cunt.
"No," Julie moaned, "it's wrong! You said a rehearsal, you promised we wouldn't do anything – ooooooo, that's good! Oh, I'm hot, Miss Hawkins, you're gettting me so hot!"
The feverishly excited brunette was trailing her mouth down over Julie's silken belly now, inching ever closer to her juicy pink cunt. Anne hunched her shoulders beneath Julie's warm little ass, raising her glistening wet pussy to within inches of her mouth. God, it smelled fragrant! In Anne's madly aroused state she would have had sex with anything, even a dog, but this luscious young blossom was far more than she expected in her wildest moments of tormented hunger.
Instinctively, the blonde crushed her burning satiny thighs to Anne's cheeks and nudged her hot eagerly, succulent cunt closer to her mouth, sobbing. But Anne began a teasing process that drove Julie to near-hysteria. First, tantalizing herself as much as the luscious young blonde she lashed out with her burning tongue-tip to trace fiery circles around the girl's golden cunt-nest. Her fingers stroked Julie's golden thighs in loving caresses, all the while her tongue inched closer to that juicy pink cuntal-slit.