Julie’s Itch I met Julie when she got home from the Catholic High School she went to. Her face was flushed and she was sweating from the long walk back to her house. I caught the stale scent of her perspiration as she walked by me and I followed her into her bedroom and watched as she tossed her schoolbag into the corner. Julie was senior in high school, a 5’8″ brunette, with small perky breasts, a tight sexy ass and a sexual appetite that never seemed to stop. The teenage brunette sat on her bed and grinned at me as I stood in front of her, admiring her youthful innocence and bright features. “Do you wanna, you know, fool around?” she asked me, smiling mischieviously. “I’ve had this…itch…in my bum all day long…” She was wearing a white button-up blouse and pleated school-girl skirt, as well as dress-code white socks. I sat in front of her and untied her canvass deck shoes. Her small feet were hot from walking, her socks damp from her perspiration. Julie slipped off her shoe, then began massaging her socked foot in front of me, wiggling her toes as she rubbed her heel and in step. She then rolled the damp sock off her petite foot, her cute nose wrinkling as she held the sock to her face and inhaled. “They really smell,” she said, “I’ve been sweating in my shoes all day.” I lifted her other foot to my face and inhaled the pleasant stink of her sweaty foot, running my nose along her heel and up to her wiggling toes, enjoying the stale odour of teenager’s sweat, then slipped the sock off and pressed my mouth against the sole of Julie’s foot and sniffed her toes as I ran my tongue along her instep. “Ohh,” Julie moaned, “you know how much that turns me on. C’mon, I wanna feel that tongue halfway up my rear!” Julie knelt on the bed and coyly smiled at me as I flipped up her short skirt to reveal the white cotton panties covering her tight juicy butt. The teenage girl blushed as I slipped my hand between her ripe thghs and rubbed her crotch through the thin panties. I lightly massaged the girl’s groin, feeling the tightness of her labia, outlined through the underwear.

I felt Julie’s vagina with my gingertips, the tight lips of her labia warm and puffy, while massaging her muscular rectum with my thumb, then gliding my hand between her legs and across her small, firm buttocks.