“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.
“Okay, take a break, honey.” Paul put the camera down and turned off some of the lights. He went out of the room and Fran got up and walked over to where the girls were sitting.
“Well, what do you think?” She crouched down in front of them, and Shirley, couldn’t take her eyes off her lush, naked body.
“I dunno, Fran.” Julie shrugged. She was feeling excited, but she didn’t want to show it.
Fran smiled and patted Julie on the leg. Julie drew her legs up, forgetting that Fran could see her panties.
“Someone I know is all wet!” Fran smiled and reached between Julie’s legs.
“Ohhhh!!” Julie writhed as Fran’s fingers touched her super-hot cunt.
“Want to take those off so I can really do it right?” Fran continued stroking Julie’s pussy through her panties.
Julie cast a quick look at Shirley and then nodded agreement.
“Why don’t you take all of it off, honey?” Fran moved closer and Shirley stared in fascination at her thick nipples.
Julie unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it on the floor beside her. Her bra allowed and then her skirt and panties. She stood up, naked except for her socks, and allowed Fran to lead her to the chair.
“Sit down, honey, and lift your legs on to the arms of the chair,” Fran positioned Julie just right and then knelt in front of her.
Shirley wished she could see what was happening, but Fran’s head was in the way. She could see Julie writhing back and forth, moaning as though something wonderful were going on, and Shirley wished she knew what it was.
“Ohhh, Fran! Yeah, ohhhhh!! Eat meeeeeee!” Julie’s wails of passion kindled a response to Shirley’s belly. She no longer cared whether someone would see her.
Pulling her sweater off, Shirley undid her bra and cupped her breasts, watching the nipples grow thicker as she touched them.
Julie’s screams had subsided, but the teen-ager was still in the chair, and now Shirley could see Fran, her tongue busily licking Julie’s thighs, playing with her naked crotch.
The sight of the older woman masturbating was the last straw. Shirley pulled off her skirt and panties and began to play with herself, her head rolling from side to side. Her eyes were closed as she got closer and closer to her climax, and the gentle touch of Fran’s hand on her leg made the teen-ager jump with surprise.
“Lie down, Shirley, and I’ll eat your pussy.” Fran stroked Shirley’s thighs, and the teen-ager lay down, spreading her legs open.
Fran buried her face against the light pussy hair, her tongue gently parting Shirley’s cunt lips. She licked for an instant and then Shirley’s scream of release echoed in the room.
“What the hell?” Paul looked at the scene as he came back into the room. Fran and Shirley were on the floor by the door, Fran’s face buried in Shirley’s pussy. Julie was in the chair under the lights, her hands busy between her legs.
Paul turned on the lights and began photographing Julie, moving closer and closer with every shot. He changed cameras and used a close-up lens to get every detail of the girl’s wet pussy.
Julie knew she shouldn’t be doing it, but she dreamed that the long lens on the camera was Paul’s cock, and he was getting it nice and hard to stuff inside her tiny cunt.
She lifted her legs in the air and reached around them, spreading her cunt lips apart with her fingers. Bringing her knees back even farther she deliberately exposed the tiny brown ring of her asshole to the camera, hearing the shutter click again and again as Paul took more photos.
Wetting her lips, Julie slowly lowered her legs. She sucked on her fingers and then sat up, playing with her small nipples, getting them harder and harder.
“That’s it, Julie, keep doin’ just that,” Paul muttered.
Julie arched her back and offered her breasts to Paul and the camera, squeezing the small gloves to make the nipples just out a little farther.
“Put one hand between your legs, honey,” he directed.
Julie did, fumbling for her clit. She found it, and her body twisted with pleasure as she played with herself.
“Fantastic!” Paul said to himself. “These are gonna be absolutely fantastic!”
“Uhhh, ohhh, fuck meeee!” Julie wailed softly. She forgot the camera and concentrated on her cunt, sliding her finger up and down the wet gash of hot flesh, shuddering as she got nearer and nearer her orgasm.
“Ahhhh!!” Julie screamed as her orgasm hit, tearing through her with savage intensity. Her entire body seemed to be on fire, and nothing she did could stop it.
“Fuck meeeee!” Her scream trailed off as she pressed down harder on her pussy, feeling the flesh yield to the pressure of her hand. She jerked and slid off the chair on to the floor, her eyes half-closed with her lust.
Paul put the camera down and stripped his clothes off. His cock, long and hard, leaped up from the base of his belly.
“Ohhhh, yes!” Julie nodded. “I want that? I want it inside me, now. Please, fuck meeee!” She rolled on her back, spreading her legs apart.
“Paul, don’t!” Fran tried to stop him, but Paul was between the teen-ager’s legs before she could move.
There was a momentary pause as he fumbled between their bodies, and then Julie moaned as his cockhead wedged into her tight cherry cunt.
Julie blinked in surprise at the sensations. She could feel Paul’s cock inside her, but it didn’t hurt! He was stretching her wider and wider, but it felt good!
“Uhhh, you are tight,” Paul grunted.
“Y-you-you’re so, ahhh!!” Julie screamed as he began pushing into her. She felt something inside her rip, and suddenly he was deeper inside her than she thought possible.
“Hurts! It hurts, Paul! OWWWW!! Take it out!” she screamed, her hips twisting wildly.