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Julie was stunned and speechless, standing in the phone booth, staring blankly into space. She was still holding the receiver, trying to comprehend her situation. She tried to consider which would be worse; going through with his orders, or letting the tapes out. She hung up the phone, still in a daze, and as if acting purely on mechanical impulse, she found herself walking past her school friends and into the mini-mart. She finally snapped out of her trance when she found herself standing in front of the freezer display, seeing her reflection in the glass door. “I gotta do it,” she told herself as she opened the door.

Julie was met instantly by a sub-zero blast of cold crisp air billowing out of the freezer, immediately putting a frost coating on the glass door. The cold air also had the unfortunate effect of bringing Julie’s nipples to instant erection, as her skin puckered from the cold. Julie reached for the rainbow pop in the back and paid the smiling foreign clerk with her debit card. She looked out the front of the store towards her classmates huddled nearby. Julie drew in a deep breath and held it as she undid the wrapper around the frozen treat. She blew all the air out of her lungs as she pushed open the door and stepped outside.

Julie was enveloped within seconds by the football classmates, all of them ogling over such never before seen beauty from Julie, not to mention her puckered tits, so prominently on display. Julie greeted them politely and found herself backed up against the brick wall as the guys huddled around her. Again, Julie had the misfortune of realizing the effect of the hot afternoon sun on the ice pop she had in her hand, which immediately began melting in rivers, dripping onto her hand. Instinctively, she shoved the phallic shaped pop into her mouth and sucked the flavorful juice into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks as she pulled it back out. “Tart, indeed,” Julie thought to herself, suddenly realizing what she looked like to these guys as she tried to keep up with the melting pop. Julie talked amicably with the guys as she worked on the icicle, sizing each one up, to see which football player would be the best candidate for her employ for her endeavor. Julie couldn’t help herself, constantly finding herself stealing glances at each player’s crotch. She only hoped and prayed it wasn’t too obvious.

There were seven guys all gathered around Julie. Most notably, there was Brian, the captain of the team. Julie had always had a secret crush on him, as did most other girls, and often fantasized about him, until she met Jason. Brian was also Micki’s squeeze, or at least that’s what she told everyone. Paul, John, Mike, Mitch, and Bruce were also there. However, Julie quickly realized that Phil, the kicker and foreign exchange student from Spain, would be her target. He was popular with everybody in the school, yet was somewhat shy and often embarrassed when it came to the girls. And from what Julie could make out, had a rather impressive bulge formed in his crotch.

Finishing the pop, Julie ambled aimlessly among the players until she was able to corner Phil by himself. “Hey, Phil,” Julie batted her eyelashes, almost whispering, making Phil lean in close so he could hear her. “Do you think you could give me a ride downtown? I’ve got some things to do, and I need to get there quickly.”

Phil couldn’t help but ogle at Julie’s chest as it swelled and moved with every word she spoke. He could only imagine thrusting his face in between those lovely orbs and taste her sweat as his cock pumped between those lithe legs. He agreed without second thought. He jumped into his car and fired it up, watching Julie climb into the passenger side. Within moments they were headed on the twenty minute drive downtown.

Once they were into the clearing, Julie gathered up her strength and turned in her seat to face Phil. “Phil,” she asked, “do you think I’m pretty?” She sat up, straightened her back and threw her shoulders back, thrusting her tits out proudly. She watched Phil’s wide eyes devour her body, sending a pleasant tingling throughout her nerves.

Phil coughed as he glanced at Julie and then back to the road, only to return to Julie’s luscious body. Keeping the wheel straight, Phil continued staring, forming his reply. “Yes. Of course. Very much, so…”

Julie had to giggle at the complement coming in his best attempt at English, though heavily laden with his strong Spanish accent. Well this was it; there was no turning back now. Julie figured she had come this far, she might as well go through with it. She reached behind her back and untied the strings, letting them fall to her sides as Phil resumed his concentration on the road.

Phil saw Julie wave her hands out of the corner of his eye, and when he turned his head, he nearly lost control of the car. Julie was sitting, facing him, with her bare tits on full display, for his inspection. His jaw dropped, and mouth salivated when he saw the cherry red nipples poking prominently towards him, surrounded by a small puckered pink circle. The creamy white orbs were no longer hidden or encumbered by the pink bikini top, flung onto his car seat.

“Do you think I’m as pretty as all the other girls? How about the girls back in Spain?” Julie cupped her tits, feeling their swollen weight in her hands, holding them up for Phil to inspect closer.

“Yes. Yes. You are very pretty. Different from girls back home, but very pretty. Yes.” Phil’s thick accent and broken English were more evident as his heart skipped several beats as it increased speed.

Julie could clearly see the overly bulging growth in Phil’s running shorts. Again, her body felt a rush of pleasure sweep through it, noting Phil’s attraction. She had a mission to do however, and she aimed to get it done. “Oh, Phil, you are so sweet.” Julie laid down across the bench seat, pressing her back against the backrest and her head on Phil’s left arm. She draped her hand onto Phil’s thigh and rubbed the strong muscular leg, feeling it tense up beneath her touch as his foot pressed harder on the gas pedal. “Slow down, big boy; we’ve got a little time to kill,” Julie cautioned.

Phil moved his arm, giving Julie the opportunity to rest her head against his chest, hearing his heart beat ringing in her ear. His hand casually draped back down over Julie, resting on her own heaving abdomen, just inches below her naked breasts. “What are you doing,” he inquired.

Julie slid her hand up along his thigh as he slowed the car to a more reasonable speed. When she reached his shorts, she watched in disbelief as she worked her thumb under the hem. “I just wanted to thank you for the ride, and for being so nice.” One by one, each finger disappeared under his shorts, pulling them higher up onto his leg. With her hand now entirely under his shorts, Julie reached towards the bulge and grasped the thick pulsing shaft. She reveled in the feeling that swept through her as she felt the flesh harden within her touch, watching the bulging tip, threaten to pop through the top of his shorts. With seemingly practiced ease, Julie tugged the trouser snake till it popped out from under his shorts, freeing his hard cock and large balls to the free blowing air inside the car. Julie gasped when she suddenly realized that Phil’s cock was more than two hand width’s long. She glided her hand along the smooth shaft, noting the contrast between her white hand and the dark olive toned pole. She gripped a little tighter when she got near the bulging mushroom shaped head, pulling the smooth skin over the ridge, watching it envelop and disappear within her fist. When she pulled back down, the purple head popped out, widening its eye as a cloudy droplet formed at the tip. Julie was transfixed at this moment, lost in the forbidden garden of desire, succumbing to the temptations and the heat enveloping her body. She was so close to that magnificent cock, that she could almost taste it in her salivating mouth. All she had to do was stick out her tongue, or drop her head a little lower, and she could have a taste of the sweet smelling musky man meat in her grip. She had to fight the natural urges welling up within her to keep from planting her mouth over the succulent sausage.

Julie was so lost in her sexual deviancy that she welcomed Phil’s hand creeping up to grope at her exposed tit. She couldn’t keep her eyes from fluttering, nor the moan from escaping from her lips, as Phil’s large hand swallowed her right tit, pawing and poking at the pliable flesh. She could feel her turgid nipple brushing against his palm, as his hand freely roamed her heated body. She was getting turned on as much as she was turning him on. This was no longer a mission, but simply a serendipitous encounter that both were destined to enjoy. She could feel her pussy welling up with wetness, that she prayed would not seep out and stain her skimpy denims in a knowing way. She wished they were not in the car, but somewhere more comfortable, where they could enjoy themselves a little better.

As Julie became more excited from Phil’s attention, she became more determined to relive the building pressure coming from the boiling nuts beneath her fist. She began pumping harder and faster, using Phil’s pre-cum droplets to coat his shaft. Her determination was matched by Phil’s as he zeroed in on the pointed peaks, pinching, twisting and pulling them. Julie could feel his breathing rise to rapid levels, along with her own heart also racing at incredible speeds. Moments later, she faintly heard Phil mumbling over her own delirious moans, followed by a sudden swelling of his cock within her hand. She immediately squeezed down, keeping the fire hose from spurting quite yet. She backed up and loosed her grip as Phil grunted. A split second later, Julie watched, mesmerized, as if in slow motion, the tiny little slit opened up. Out of which shot a streaming comet of sticky, white, hot semen, shooting up into the air, and coming straight down onto her fist and his still spurting cock. Julie kept pumping, watching the copious cloudy white fluid coat her hand which she kept loosely gripped around the foreign cock. Her hand was coated with Phil’s abundant load, and he was still cumming. Julie shifted her position and replaced her grip with her free hand.

She wanted, for some strange reason, to bring the sticky slime to her lips and taste it, but thought better of it, wiping it on her chest, while getting the last bits of Phil’s lava captured in her other hand. As Phil was sitting back collecting his breath, trying to concentrate on the road. Julie rubbed the creamy lotion into her skin, massaging her own aching breasts as Phil stole glances while driving down the road. Julie continued rubbing the lotion all over each tit until it began to dry, caking upon her skin, making it feel tight and sticky. “That was awesome. You are so great.” Julie complemented her new lover as she continued rubbing her breasts, slowly ebbing her desires back to normal. “Are we almost there?”

Phil told her they were as he tucked his wilting cock back under his shorts. He watched, somewhat dejectedly, yet still aroused as Julie fetched her pink top and slid it over her neck, tying it in the back and hiding her luscious tits from view once more. The remaining few minutes of the ride was relatively silent except for the heavy breathing of both occupants. Once they reached the corner of Palisades and Jefferson, Julie leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on Phil’s cheek, thanking him once again. Julie circled around the car and came to the driver side and leaned in once more, as Phil caught her attention.

“Uh, um, … Can … Can I … Can I see, um … Can we get together again?” Phil struggled to find the right words. He desperately wanted to get together with this lively, hot vixen again, and soon!

Julie smiled appreciatively, and thought for a brief moment. “Listen,” she warned. “If you don’t tell anybody about what happened …” Julie hesitated, looking around her, seeing if she noticed anybody, licked her lips and popped her head back in. “I’d love to get together again. But, if I find out, all deals are off, and I’ll make sure none of the good looking girls will ever go out with you! Okay?” Before waiting for an answer, Julie leaned further into the car, sticking her barely clad ass out into the sidewalk and quickly sealed her lips over Phil’s and pressed hungrily. She broke the quick kiss, “Gotta go.” She stepped away from the car and watched in amazement as Phil turned the corner and disappeared.

She wasn’t sure why she had agreed to see Phil again, but she wanted to. For now, Jason was becoming a distant memory. After seeing Phil’s cock and the pleasure she got, knowing how much she turned Phil on, Julie felt she needed to expand her horizons a little more. But that was a matter for later contemplation. Her original reason for picking Phil was because no one would believe him if he went off bragging about what happened, and Julie could always deny it. It was so unlike her! Now she had Phil sworn to secrecy, which made it even better. Julie only hoped that her blackmailer would keep his promise, and that this wouldn’t be a wild goose chase, so to speak!

Julie noted the time indicated on the digital display at the bank, and realized she had about ten minutes to spare. She thought about running to a nearby shop for a cola, but opted to stay near the phone in case he called early. She propped herself against a nearby wall and watched the phone and the passersby. The time ticked away much slower than the car ride over, leaving Julie plenty of opportunity to replay the images over and over again in her young mind. Then on cue, the pay phone began to ring.

Julie raced to the phone, and yanked it off the hook, “Hello?”