Alicia 6

I Need My Satisfaction

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I cried a lot that next term in school, and some of the older girls in the senior dorm took me into their beds to try to console me.� But girl to girl sex does not have much appeal for me since I have felt the strong thrusts and spurts of a loving, virile man in me.� Yes, I did say senior dorm.� After all the tests, I have been skipped forward two grades, and I am now in the ninth grade and so I reside in the dorm with the senior girls.� I will have to work a little harder to catch up, but school is my most favorite spot to be, and I am already ahead of some of my classmates.� I already speak fluent French, and can read and understand Latin, so I am taking German language this year.� Daddy says I soak up knowledge like a sponge soaks up water.

But I am still sad because all I have now are memories of the good times I had with Mr. Kaplan before he got shot.� These are the memories I have of our first time together.� Mr. Kaplan bummed me first.� We had a shower.� I washed his cock.� He washed my bum. We dried.� He carried me to his bed.� There was a great white sheet over the top of the bed.� He oiled me all over and massaged me.� I was on my back.� He turned me over.� He put a thing like a lollipop into my bum and moved it in and out, then he squeezed some jelly into me.� He was naked and had a hard-on.� He knelt between my legs and came down on me.� I felt his cock going into me.� It made me kind of itchy all over.� I don't think all his cock got in, maybe about half or a little more.� It was a bit sore for a short time, but then it was all right.� He had a cum in my bum.� I think he came twice. After a while he turned me on to my back and kissed me a lot and rubbed my nipples, then he gave me a cum with his fingers.� He also had my legs back ways and front ways a few times and bummed me once more before we had a true ride.� The Boat Race day was when he first really rode me.� He rode me twice and I sucked him.�

Twice when he was babysitting while Daddy was at meetings in London, he had full sex with me.� The first time we were playing chess by the time Daddy came back late at night. I had lots of Mr. Kaplan's cum inside me.� The second time I was asleep in bed and Mr. Kaplan was watching football on the television.� The other times were at Mr. Kaplan's place in London except for once when we went for a drive in his car and he rode me in the back seat.

Now I am spending weekends at the English Estate when Daddy has to travel.� I play with the boys when I am there.� The young boys know nothing about what to do with girls.� The two older boys, Curtis and Jack are not much better.� Jack gave me a ride in the field, but he went so fast and he got his cum way before I was ready.� He didn't kiss and cuddle me first either like Mr. Kaplan did.� He just jumped on and started right in.� Curtis was a little better, but he went too fast too.� I think they were scared to do it to me, because of Grandpa being the boss of them.�

Then I had an idea.� I have a bike on the estate now, and I remembered Tom Jenson fixing my wagon when I was a little girl.� I always had to give him kisses and feels when he did things for me. So I rode my bike into the garage where Tom Jenson was working on a greasy piece of a car.� I was wearing a pair of shorts that have almost no legs.� These shorts show my thighs all the way up, and Tom Jenson was watching me get off the bike as he wiped his greasy hands on a piece of rag.� I saw where he was looking.� I wiggled my bum a little as I walked my bike into his shop.� I asked him if he would look at it and see why it rattled when I rode it.� He said he had to collect a fee for his work.� I remembered the kisses and feels he used to give Emily and me and a warn thrill raced through my body.

"Sure Mr. Jenson," I said.� "I will do whatever you want."

"The first thing is you call me TJ from now on."

"Sure, TJ."

"The second thing is I get two kisses and� two feels."

Yes!� "Sure, TJ."

"In advance!"

Even better!� "Sure, TJ!"

"And two kisses and two feels after!"

Oh, wow!� "Sure TJ!"� My body was quivering in anticipation.� I was getting a little wet...

TJ sat on his bench and pulled me back.� He sat me on his lap with my legs on either side of his wide thighs.� He put a finger into one leg hole of my shorts.� I strained to spread my legs wide.� He traced a finger down my groove in my knickers.� He worked the finger inside my little white knickers.� His big rough finger tip rubbed my clit, then slid down into my slit and into my hole.� I tilted my head up toward his face in time to receive his lips and then his tongue deep into my mouth.� At the same time, he thrust his invading finger deep into me until I thought he was trying to make tongue and finger meet deep inside me.� I moaned out my cum into his mouth.� He held the kiss until I started to struggle for breath, then he let me go and stood me up.� He had to hold me for a moment until my legs would hold me up.� He got up and put my bike on his work bench and made some adjustments on it.� I sat on his bench and watched as my excitement mounted for the next session of feels and kisses.� Could I get another cum?� I was ready for it.

TJ finally took my bike down and sent me for a ride down the drive to see how it worked.� I returned to find him sitting on the bench again.� He patted his lap and sat me sideways on it.� I felt his big finger penetrate me again.� I leaned back in the crook of his left arm, awaiting my kisses.� Once again he kissed me deeply as his finger probed into my wet hole.� I pushed my pelvis up to meet his finger thrusts.� I imagined it was Mr. Kaplan's cock thrusting in me again.� I had a little cum.� TJ gave me both kisses without changing my position this time.� The kisses lasted a long time, and I was breathless from another cum and the long kisses when he let me up.� I had felt his big cock get hard under me and when I stood up, I could see the big bulge in his pants.� When I got back to my cottage, I saw I had a little grease stain on the crotch of my shorts.� But when I looked at my knickers there were stains all over them.� There was a smell of sex in the air and I was wet and sticky, so I discarded my stained knickers at the bottom of my trash can, and I took a shower.� I thought about that big bulge in TJ's pants, and before long, I had a plan...

That was how I spent the first Friday afternoon of my week long holiday from school.� Daddy came out to the estate to spend the weekend with me, and we had fun riding and hiking and playing tennis.� The weekend went by too fast, and it was Monday again. But I was staying at the estate for Daddy had to travel.� After Daddy came to kiss me on Monday morning as he was leaving for his office, I telephoned TJ and asked if he had time to look at my bicycle again.� He said he had very little on for that day and I could come round any time, the sooner the better.� I asked if there was anything special he wanted me to wear.�� I could hear the silence. I expected him to ask me to wear my cut-offs again, but he said, �A skirt.�

I went round to his place about 10 o'clock.� I wore a wide flair skirt and a blue blouse with knickers to match.� He laughed and said, "Your bike looks fine to me."� He was wearing denim trousers and a pullover.�� He picked me up and kissed me and tongued me.� He asked, "Do you want to go upstairs?"

I said, "Yes," and he carried me over his shoulder and dumped me on the bed.� He lay on the bed beside me and kissed and touched. He undid the blouse and played with my tits and kissed them and my belly button.� He got off the bed and took his trousers and pullover off.� He had no underpants.� He had a huge hard on.� He slipped off my sandals and pulled my skirt off.� He rubbed my legs and between them.� My knickers were soaking.� He pulled them off. He pulled one of my legs to one side and bent at the knee.� He rubbed me for a while and fingered me.� I could feel that I was going to have a cum.� He spread both my legs wide and knelt on the bed between them.� He lifted me by my bum and slipped his cock into me.� It went in about half way.� He laid me flat and lay on top of me and pushed right in me all the way.� As I said, he was very hard and it hurt a little bit but I had a cum.� He has very thick hair on his pubis and I could feel it tickling my clitoris.

Then he started riding me.� It was like he lost all control and bobbed up and down and pushed and pulled inside me.� It was like a mad man.� He cum twice inside me.� It was really like a hose squirting his stuff inside me.� I had another cum and it was like a fountain bursting inside me only it was hot and like electricity a bit and it kept coming as if it was never going to stop.� Stuff was coming out of my cunt when he pulled away, a lot more than he could possibly have put inside me, a lot of it was mine like water and white cream mixed up.

I couldn't believe it when we got up from the bed it was nearly twelve o'clock.� He said it was the best fuck he had ever had, but I think all men say that to all the girls they ride.� I told him about my friend Anne coming to visit me, and he said he would ride her if he could have two other rides of me.� I agreed.� I said that he must wear a French letter when he rides Anne.� She is just a year older than me, and she has just started her periods.� Yes, I would say that Anne is my best friend at school.� We started together at the same time even though she is slightly older than me.� We went through junior school together.� Even when I was advanced a class we still shared a dorm and did lots of things together.� Even as far back as I can remember we kissed and held hands and shared secrets.� Both of us have had many other lovers at school.� Lesbian relations are not encouraged in girl boarding schools in England, but in our school they are tolerated.� It is quite harmless.� My present girlfriend is 16.� We sleep together maybe once each week.� I have also had Jessie.� She is also 16.� The fourth girl in the room is 13.� I have kissed her once or twice but we have not made love.

Anne is going to spend a few days of our holiday here with me. She will come on Thursday and spend Halloween here. Daddy will pick us up and take us back to school.� I can hardly wait to tell her TJ is going to ride her.� Anne has never had sex apart from us playing with each other.� There is no way to say it, but she is plain and not attractive.� I have promised her that I shall try to get her done before or immediately after Christmas, but she has to promise to keep it a secret.� I have made TJ promise to ride her. Best of all, he said he would if I would promise to give him two more rides.� I agreed.

Well, we got Anne done.� It did not exactly work out as planned, but we got there.� Daddy took us to the Dick Turpin place on Saturday night.� They had a barbecue in their back yard.� It was really quite good, but we did not stay the night there as we did the last time.� Maybe three in a bed would have been too much and Daddy would probably have been arrested.� The Harvest Home was not nearly as boring as I had expected.� It is now very much a children's service and the vicar is quite young and interesting. We met Jack and Curtis at the church.� There was a kind of harvest lunch.� It was more than enough for me; I don't normally eat a lot especially for breakfast or lunch.� The boys took us for a ride in Jack's car.� There is a place we call the Tree House.� It is only about 3 meters off the ground.� It is used by bird watchers.� The BBC used it once for a badger watch.� They took us there and we had to climb the ladder and the boys looked up our skirts.� We all kissed Anne and were all naked and ready for sex.� Luckily Curtis brought some rubbers.� I was still too young to get pregnant, but Anne�� Then Curtis fucked her and Jack had me.� Anne and Curtis had a good ride.� Stupid Jack had a cum as soon as he put his cock into me

TJ had Anne on Halloween.� She said it was the best thing that ever happened to her.

This is what happened.� Anne and I went to TJ's house wearing short skirts and white shirts and sweaters.� We were both wearing our most brief and transparent knickers.� We took the bike along for an excuse.� TJ was really happy to see us.� He was polishing one of the Rolls, and he stopped and washed his hands.� He looked Anne up and down and smiled and nodded to me.� He took Anne's hand to lead her upstairs.�� Halfway up, Anne got cold feet.� She told TJ she wanted me to come too.� TJ turned and looked at me; I think he knew that we had this all planned.� I wanted to watch, and Anne was scared to be alone with TJ.� He nodded to me, then he picked Anne up like he had me, and carried her to his bed and put her down.� He motioned me to a chair, then he lay down by Anne and kissed her.� Anne responded.� Soon she was getting deep kisses like I had, and TJ was unbuttoning her shirt.� He slipped it off.� He seemed surprised to see her training bra.� That soon was on the pile with her sweater and shirt.

TJ kissed and fondled both little breasts as the nipples grew hard and darkened as blood rushed into them.� Anne moaned and twisted around as he caressed her sensitive skin.� The skirt and knickers came off next and were added to the pile of clothes.� TJ kissed down her chest and her belly button and the fan of fine hair on her pubic mound before dropping between her thighs to taste her little girl essence.� Anne gave a little shriek at the touch of his tongue to her clit.

My knickers were getting a little damp in the crotch, so I slipped them off.� I fingered my clit as TJ paused to pull off his pants. He was not wearing underwear and his cock flopped out, fully erect and ready to go.� He lifted Anne's hips off the bed as he knelt between her legs and his cock slipped about half way in.�� A firm thrust of his hips got it in all the way as Anne groaned.

TJ lowered Anne's almost limp body to the bed and lay over her as his rear began a rapid bobbing. TJ fucked her hard and fast for about five minutes, then he rested with slow, deep strokes.� He looked over at me and beckoned me closer. As I neared the bed, TJ raised his upper torso so he and Anne were only touching where they were connected by his penetration.� He made long slow strokes, and I could see the whole length of his slick, glistening shaft sliding in and out of little Anne.� It was a very erotically obscene and exciting sight.� It was easy to see that Anne was enjoying this ride.� Her arms were up around TJ's middle clutching him to her for all she was worth.� And now she had her legs wrapped up around his rear with sharp little heels digging into his ass cheeks, urging him on to ever greater efforts.� Since TJ was now somewhat preoccupied, I returned to my seat.� I had just about brought myself off when TJ groaned and I could see he was pumping a big load of cum into Anne, and she was delighted to get it.

Then, with a thrill of horror, I realized what I had seen.� TJ's bare cock, slick and glistening with Anne's juices!� His BARE penis.� Oh, my God!� My gasp of horror caught the attention of both people on the bed, who were now enjoying the afterglow of a most satisfying fuck.� TJ looked over his shoulder at me.� I pointed to his mid section.� "The condom!"� I managed to squeak out.

TJ just smiled at me.� "Not to worry," he said.� �I had a little operation a few years ago.� My baby juice is just plain old juice now. I can no longer make babies."� This was all new stuff for Anne and me.� TJ had to give us a little lesson in how all the male parts worked, and showed us his little scar.

Since I had pretty much shattered the romantic atmosphere, we all retrieved our clothing and got dressed and went our separate ways.� As it turned out, neither Anne nor I got pregnant from our dallying around that weekend.� I was too young, and Daddy had seen to a birth control treatment for me earlier in the year, and I guess Anne was just lucky, as Curtis and Jack were both big healthy virile boys who had plenty of rubbers and we had not worried about them at all.

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