"ALICIA" Stevesaint's Classic

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Alicia

By Stevesaint

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Used by permission of the author's estate

� 2006 STEVESAINT

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I�swear it wasn�t at my insistence.� Alicia wanted to learn, and I was to be her teacher.� Alicia, you see, is one of my neighbors.� She�s ten, and I never planned to touch her.� �She made me do it� is the lamest defense, but�

It�s been some eight years since my wife died from a very savage bout with cancer, and with the kids grown and gone, I spend most of these summer weekends out by the pool spending time with my best friend Corona.� Corona never lets me down, sitting in the icy cooler waiting for me alongside a bowl of juicy lime wedges; my friend Corona makes for great company as I ponder the road my life has taken.� At least I have a cool pool surrounded by a sunny deck and enough cold ones to help me forget.� There are a few things however I don�t wish to forget.

Over the past few years I�ve allowed neighborhood kids to use my pool.� Without a municipal pool anywhere near here, and far from any lake or swimmable pond, where else would they go to cool off on hot summer days?� Besides, their happy squeals and splashing antics provide a diversion from the darker thoughts of loneliness.� At first the mothers were apprehensive about their kiddies being in �that strange man�s� back yard (oh yes, I overheard one such conversation), but soon took full advantage of my free �baby-sitting� service.� For their part the kids are polite, picking up after themselves here probably a lot better than they do at home, suggesting they know how lucky they are to have this opportunity.

Periodically one of the neighborhood�s older preteen girls would come over wearing an atrociously skimpy bikini.� I�d sit in my lounge chair with a throbbing erection, wondering how her mother would allow her to wear such a revealing suit in public.� You know, it was fairly easy for me to get aroused since I haven�t been with a woman in years, preferring to fulfill my needs with an occasional palm�and memories.� I didn�t believe the girls themselves were making me horny, just the general idea of half-naked female flesh, wet and vibrant right before me.

One of my favorite visitors was a young girl named Alicia.� She lived two houses down from me.� With long dark tresses and light brown skin, she looked Hispanic though I knew her folks to be of Eastern European descent.� For some reason, unlike the others she will spend time talking to me rather than play in the pool.� We would talk of school, the games she liked to play and the shows she watched on television.� She even seemed interested in my job though I thought it was as boring as hell.� From the very beginning I sensed loneliness within her, not unlike mine.� As a just-turned-10-year-old, her red and white patterned bikini wasn�t any less revealing than the older girls� but her immature body didn�t quite fill it like the blossoming 12- and 13-year-old ones� did. �The tiny bra fabric hinted at small bumps, and she had the cute tummy girls her age usually have before puberty.� Alicia also had long, beautifully dark eyelashes that someday will be man-killers when she learns to use them to her advantage.

She sure was a smart young lady.� Why she wanted to spend time with an old fart like me was beyond my comprehension, though her interest was better for me than all the Coronas I was downing on a regular basis.� She was as lonely a soul as I was, so our two souls bonded nicely.

A recurring theme of our dialogues was her older sister Marie.� Marie was 17, and from what Alicia tells me, is beautiful and a big hit with the boys.� Today Alicia�s sitting near me cross-legged at poolside, while I sat in a lounge chair wearing my usual baggy shorts sans underwear, comfortable with my latest bottle of beer.

�She�s always, like, sneaking around with two or three boyfriends,� she says with a frown on her face.� �I know she has sex with them in their cars...sometimes right outside in our driveway,� she continues, making a face as if she smelled something foul.

�I, ah, er...I sometimes, like, sneak outside and...I...er...watch her.� �She answers nervously.

�How do you know what they�re doing is sex?�� I ask, surprised by my curiosity more than her admission.

�They, like, have most of their clothes off and the guy is, like on top of her and she has her legs wrapped around his butt...and she makes all these noises, like it feels good and all...with his thing inside of her.� One time I saw her, like sorta hopping up and down on this guy�s lap, and she...�

I�m almost shocked at her openness.� Telling me about Marie�s backseat trysts in vivid detail, Alicia is flushed and breathless.� Can a ten-year-old be horny?� For that�s clearly what she is at the moment.� I�m glad that the other kids have gone home and no one was around to see, and possibly misinterpret, her demeanor while telling me about her sister�s sexual escapades.

�Whoa, Alicia darling!�� I chuckled.� �You shouldn�t be telling an old man stories like that.� I�ll have a heart attack.�

She suddenly looks at me with horror.� Talking about a heart attack scared her.

I quickly add, �I�m sorry...what I meant was that talking about...ah...sex...can get an old guy like me...er...excited...that�s all.�

I then made the mistake of looking down at my stiffened cock, poking its head from one leg of my shorts.� Her eyes are drawn there too.� With a slight gasp, she blushes and looks away, but within seconds her eyes are again drawn surreptitiously to the curiosity of my peek-a-boo cockhead.

�Does...does, like getting excited mean you wanna have sex too?�� She asks, slowly pulling her eyes away from me.

Oh shit, how am I going to get out of this one?� �Um...I guess...er...that�s what it means.� I say with a small laugh.

She nods her head slowly as if confirming a deep thought.� �I think I was...like, excited� when I saw Marie doing it with those boys.�� Her eyes move once more to my crotch, as I tug desperately on the leg of my shorts in a valiant but seemingly losing attempt to cover my manhood, and then up to meet my eyes once more.� �At night I have crazy dreams...about me and...boys I know...um...doing it...and when I wake up I feel all funny...er...down there.�� She averts her eyes again.� Her voice trails off so the only other word I hear is �wet.�

I can�t believe this conversation is happening. �My cock is throbbing and I�ve given up trying to hide the fact.

�It�s perfectly okay Alicia, you have a natural curiosity about sex and even if you don�t understand what �doing it� is all about, it�s an expected part of growing up.� I understand...and don�t worry, sex is a beautiful thing and you�ll get to experience it in a few years when you meet the right boy.�

She seems to be in conflict over what to say next.� Eventually, she looks up to meet my eyes and asks her bombshell.� �Do you have sex, Mr. Green?�� She tries to be nonchalant, but her eyes drift back to my bulge.� �I was, like, wondering if...um...how it felt for...you know...�

I�m speechless, but ultimately I explain that since my wife�s death I haven�t had much sex because I haven�t met another woman as special as her.� I tried to explain as best I could what �special� meant to me; how being with someone special made everything�including sex�so much better.� My earlier observation seems to be correct�she is sexually charged�but I certainly wasn�t going to go any deeper into that subject, though I keep asking why: why is she being so open with me about her sister and sex?� Soon the conversation goes elsewhere and eventually she gets up and goes home.� When I go into the house, I can�t shake the image in my mind of Alicia waking up from her dream with a hand at her bald, wet pussy.� I drop my shorts, fall into my easy chair and jerk off.� I involuntarily whisper �Alicia� as I cum.

The next day, a bright and beautiful end-of-August Sunday, many of the kids are back in my pool.� Alicia is one of them.� I see she�s wearing a new bikini, a little mostly-green number not unlike the red and white one she�s been wearing, although the bottoms are skimpier, tied at the sides with strings.� I felt magnanimous for some reason today and fired up the grill and offered all the kids hot dogs and hamburgers.� They loved the impromptu picnic.� Ricky, who�s twelve, tried to sneak one of my Coronas but I caught him.� I wasn�t angry with him; I just let him know it was wrong and he shouldn�t be drinking at his age.

While I was speaking with Ricky, Alicia said something very curious.� �Yeah, us kids never have any fun like older people.�� I ignored the comment, but I should have caught on to its meaning.

As the afternoon wore on many of them headed home, cooled off by a dip in my pool and bellies filled with food from my grill, until only Alicia and her friend Jill remained, playing a board game of some sort that Alicia had brought with her.� While I sipped my beer and watched the two absorbed bikini-clad 10-year-olds, the memory of Alicia talking yesterday about watching her sister fuck, and getting hot over it, came flooding back to me and I got another erection.� And as with yesterday, there was no way to hide it and soon both girls noticed but pretended they hadn�t.� A half-hour later Jill�s mother called for her to go home, so Alicia asked me if I wanted to take her place in the game.� Beer in hand, I moved from my lounge chair to sit cross-legged next to her on the patio deck while she patiently explained the rules to me.� As we began to play, she began telling me about what happened last night.

�My parents went out and Marie was supposed to be watching me, but she let Julio in the backdoor thinking I wouldn�t know and they went upstairs to her bedroom and they did it right there in our house.�

She hesitated but then blushingly admitted that she�d watched them from the slightly ajar bedroom door.� Unsolicited, she described in vivid detail her sister�s coupling with this guy Julio.� As she talked I could plainly see her heightened arousal.

�At first I thought it was disgusting, like, he was making these piggy noises and she was moaning and groaning, but it was kinda neat too.� I saw his thing going in and out of her...her...you know...her...�

�Her vagina.� It�s okay to use words like that.� In fact, using the right words like penis instead of �thing� shows people how grown-up you can be.�� I smiled reassuringly.� At least I hoped it was reassuring.� God, the girl is as horny as hell!� She�s practically swooning thinking and speaking about what she saw.

�Yeah, his thing...er...I mean, his penis�was like hard...he was making it go in and out, and it looked like it had something on it.� Marie got louder until she said something, like, about �coming� but I didn�t hear the rest.�� Alicia was almost breathless as she spoke.�

I was as stiff as ever, straining my shorts.� �I bet the �something� he had on was a condom.� Did your mom or maybe a teacher explain about protection so a girl won�t get pregnant?�

�Pregnant...?� Oh, you mean making babies.� One of my friends, Beth, told me about boys wearing rubbers so they won�t make babies.�� Beth was one of the older girls (maybe 13?) who occasionally used my pool.� �Is that what was on him, a con...a con�?�

She considered this new word for a few seconds, and then she went on.� �...He made a funny noise and stopped.� I think he was, like, feeling �specially good but I don�t exactly know what happened.� When he took his, you know, penis out of Marie, it was small and not so...so...so...hard anymore and was like wet on the outside and when he pulled the...con...condom...off some white stuff leaked all over...and...�

...And she was again sneaking glances at the head of my trouser snake poking from the leg of my shorts.� I know I�m leaking pre-cum but I�m afraid to look and draw even more of her attention to my aching cock.

�Alicia, dear, I guess your mother never explained the birds and the bees to you.� You just learned stuff from Beth and maybe other girls, but they don�t know much.�

�I mean learning about what happens when two people have sex...like making babies.�

�Oh, no, sweetheart.� I can�t be the one to explain this stuff.� You need to talk with your mom about it.�

�She won�t,� she says, making a dismissive wave of her right hand.� �She treats me like a little kid.�

My God, she�s now rested that same hand on my thigh!� It�s my turn to be breathless.

She continues, �I want to know what it�s like...Marie isn�t always happy, but she looks real happy like, after she has sex.� I wanna be happy like that.�� The intensity in her voice is exceeded by the heat of her hand as it slides into the leg of my loose-fitting shorts and touches my cock.

In rapt attention, she slowly exposes my cock and begins her �study� of it, running her fingers gingerly over its sensitive length.� She looks up into my eyes and asks, �Why not?��

Though her touch was electric I had to try to stop this, but I was too late.� I groaned and came in three massive ropes.� When the first spurt hits her in the chest and belly she yelps in surprise and pulls back so the following spurts miss her.� Her bravado is supplanted by awe, and maybe a little fear.� She touches her fingertips to the goo that dribbles down the front of her.

In a croaking voice I say, �Oh Alicia, you shouldn�t have done that...touched me like that...you...�

�But Mr. Green, what, like, just happened?�� She says, still absentmindedly running her fingertips through the semen on her belly.

�Ah, no sweetheart.� It�s just that I haven�t had sex in a long time and your touch made me cum...I mean...er...orgasm.�

Still puzzled, she lifts a couple of cum-covered fingers to her nose and sniffs.� �Is this what makes babies?�

�Yes...yes it is,� I stammer.�� How deep do I go in this explanation?� �When a man and a woman have sex, they usually both experience orgasm.� Um...the man�s is when he shoots his sperm at the...the height of his arousal...his excitement...into the woman; and the woman�s excitement...her orgasm...is...is, I mean, makes it...ah...more likely she gets pregnant from the man�s seed.�

Her eyes are as big as saucers.� �Wow!� She says again.� �But...but your...� She struggles with the concept of another new word I�ve taught her:� �...sperm...didn�t go in me.�� Alicia�s eyes then light up with a revelation.� �That�s why Julio had a rubber thingy...I mean a condom...on, so it would stop the sperm from going in my sister!�

Just as the smug look of new discovery crosses her face, we can hear her mother calling for Alicia to come home.

I say to her, �Why don�t you go in the pool to wash off.� You don�t want your mom to know what happened.� I would get into a lot of trouble if she found out you touched me and we talked about sex.�

She rinsed off all remnants of my ejaculate from her while I picked up and re-boxed the game.� I helped her dry, and immediately started to get another erection as my toweled hand traveled over the soft contours of her lithe body.� If she noticed she didn�t let on.� The amazement of my arousal was matched by the incredulity of me getting it up so soon after cumming.

Although I masturbated several times that week, the reawakening of my sex drive brought about by the young girl�s dawning arousal�and the razor sharp memory of her touch�was far from being sated.� When I answered the phone the following Saturday morning, all the doubt, all the fear, all the aching desire flooded over me.� Alicia called to ask if I could help her with a homework assignment.� On a Saturday morning?� Has the new school year begun already?

She came to my door wearing jeans and a camisole top, and had two books under her arm.� Maybe she was just here for my help.

�My mom said you were a nice man,� she says with a broad smile as she lays the books on my kitchen table.� �She thinks you�re very smart, and I do too.�� The smile is radiant.

�It�s nice of your mother to say that.� I only hope I can help with your homework.� Let�s sit down and get to work.�

After working on a few math problems, I soon realize she was only feigning difficulty with the work.� She was a lot smarter than me.� I could only wait for her hidden agenda to be played out, which it did when she began telling me of her sister�s latest sexcapades.� It seems Marie had another boy over the house last night, and right under her mother�s nose they had sex in Marie�s bedroom.� Of course, little horny �Mata Hari� was hiding in Marie�s closet and spied on the rutting couple in all their teenaged glory.

�Bobby�s thing isn�t as big as Julio�s, but he seemed to, like, take longer...and that made Marie feel better, I think.� She put her fist in her mouth so she wouldn�t make noise that my mom and dad could hear, but I could still hear her squealing,� she said with a tittering laugh.�

Telling me the story made her flush with excitement.� The look of her arousal plus the mind�s-eye picture of Bobby humping Marie got me harder than a rock, seriously straining the front of my jeans.� As if a mind reader, she adds �but I think you�re much bigger than Julio or Bobby.�� With that mind-blowing statement, she leaves her chair and hops into my lap.� I�m stunned and can�t move a muscle; she has me.

She knows the only answer I can give, with my aching member poking at her bottom.� My mouth is full of marbles, I can barely talk.�

I stumble from �Call me Jim� through �It wouldn�t be right� to �God, if anyone found out� and eventually to �Yes.��

�Have you had your first period yet?�� I ask.� She solemnly shakes her head �no�.

When I ask her if she�s ever kissed anyone, her response is �Of course, silly,� said with a chuckle.

�Not the kisses like you give your parents, but real kisses like people...people who make love...do.�� I�m flummoxed having this young cherub sitting on my lap with my hard-on poking at her ass.

She nods her head and then moves her mouth toward mine, her lips closed and puckered.� �Not like that, honey.� More like with your lips open.�

Calling her honey and sweetheart was having an effect.� Her horniness was palpable though she still had no clue how to channel it yet.� She was leaving that up to my tutelage, I guess.� Placing a hand at either side of her head, I pull her to me until our lips meet.� I pry her lips further apart with my tongue and slowly play its tip around them before probing deeper into her mouth to find the tip of her own tongue.� In a few moments she shudders and her tongue takes over the probing and darting.� Her mouth tastes of candy�no hyperbole or delusion�for she must have had something sweet before coming over.� We kiss for a long time.� Eventually she moans and involuntarily begins grinding her ass into my lap, my cock aching and hungry from the contact.

When we break the kiss, she whispers, �That was super; it, like, made me feel good all over not just at my mouth.�� Given her rapid breathing and writhing bottom, that�s an understatement.� �Are we going to have sex now?�

�Alicia, you MUST understand that if anyone found out about this I would go to jail.�� She nodded in understanding, and I led her to my bedroom.� �We�ll get comfortable in here,� I said.� �Are you sure, Alicia darling, that this is what you want?�

�Oh, yes...I want to feel good like Marie.� I know you�ll make me feel good.�

I started to help her with her clothes, but she wanted to take them off herself.� I trembled when she pulled her little top over her head, exposing small points really no more than dark brown, puffy areolas.� After kicking off her jeans she slowly pulled down her little-girl cotton panties, and I couldn�t breathe; the marvelous sight of her hairless pussy just about sends me over the edge.� Standing naked, she smiles at me as I rapidly begin taking off my own clothes.� Her expression turns to awe when she finally sees my cock in all its erectile splendor.� I don�t consider myself an overly endowed man, but my close up and yearning hard-on must look huge to her, and probably bigger than her sister�s boyfriends� units.

Her favorite word, it seems: �Wow,� slips from her mouth once again.� She walks closer to me, moving her gaze from my erection to my face and then back to my erection, which probably swelled even more because of her naked proximity.

�Can I...?�� She asks, but she�s already near and caressing my tumescence with her small fingers.� �Will you squirt again?� She says, as our eyes meet.

�Ohhhhh, Alicia, I just might, it feels so good,� I crooned as she continued to explore me more fully.

She didn�t need to ask this time if it felt good.� She was learning fast.� Her hands rubbed and kneaded my semen into her skin as if it was a lotion.� Maybe to her it was.� I picked her up into my arms and kissed her again, soliciting small moans of interest from deep within her.� I lower her onto my bed and lie down next to her, beginning the lesson.

�When two people make love, it�s not just sex.� I mean, um, like with us kissing and like you rubbing me just now...��

She listens in wide-eyed rapture as I explain things like foreplay and oral sex to her, all the while sweeping my hands over her body, exploring the contours of her soft, hairless, tawny skin.� �My fingers sweep circles around her small bumps, occasionally tweaking an immature nipple between thumb and forefinger.� She moans in agreement.� Our eyes meet as I move my hand up one thigh and lightly brush her bald vulva.� When I slip the tip of one finger between the folds of her labia, her expression is hard to decipher.� Is it fear, approaching a moment of second guessing her desire?� Is it the wonder of impending fulfillment?� Whatever it is, it makes me hesitate a second.

She reassures me with �It�s okay...it feels good...don�t stop� in a halting, breathless voice.

No further encouragement needed when my finger finds the tip of her clitoris.� Holy shit!� Her clit is like a small erect penis, maybe an inch or more long, stiff and sticking out in twitching anticipation, much more developed than I would ever have imagined in a ten-year-old.� No wonder this girl has been so overcome with sexual tension, the small sensitive shaft rubbing against the cotton of her panties every time she became aroused.� It�s a wonder she hasn�t yet discovered the joys of self-satisfaction.� When I rub my fingertips across the length of this most amazing inch of pink flesh, her eyes practically roll up into her head and she lets out a low, guttural groan.� A couple more strokes of her clit and I know what has to come next.

�Remember what I just told you, sweetheart, about using my mouth to make you feel good?� I�m gonna do that now, okay?�

Not waiting for any reply, I lower my head between her silky-skinned thighs and insinuate my tongue into the opening, running its tip over her pudgy labia until once again concentrating on her now-more-engorged stiff clit.� I don�t have any such experience, but God, sucking her clitoris was like sucking a small boy�s cock.� It twitched and throbbed as I licked and sucked. �She writhed and squealed and then...she squirted!� My lower lip and chin were suddenly covered in her juices as she came.

Wiping the juices from my face with the palm of one hand, I lie down beside her and go back to caressing her all over, especially around her perky little breast-bumps, while she luxuriates in the aftermath of her orgasm�probably the first big one in her young life.� Once she came down from her climactic high, she was less tense and even more curious than she had been earlier.

�Wow, I never felt like that ever before,� she said with wonder in her voice and a grin on her face.� �Was that, like, an orgasm you told me about?�

�Of course it was, sweetheart.� I think you just found out what your sister�s known for quite some time now, I believe.�

�Yeah, I guess so.�� She pauses and giggles.� �I think I made the same noises as Marie, too.�

With the sound of wonder still there, she says, �I felt so good, and that, like, wasn�t even sex, was it?�

�Well, Alicia, sweetheart, sex isn�t always when a man discharges his seed into a woman�s vagina.� As you just discovered, any time one person helps another have an orgasm it�s sex.�

�You mean, like when I made you squirt...that was sex?�� Looking into those dark eyes while talking is hypnotic, as my cock throbs in expectation of where it will soon go.

�Yes, dear.� You�re old enough to know that some women love women and that some men prefer other men.� People like that look for all kinds of ways to make each other feel good.�

�Yeah, my mom says that Edie Edwards who lives down the street from us is a lezzie-something, and always has other women spend the night at her house.� She has sex with them?�

While slowly caressing her tummy and the small nubs of her breasts, I answer.� �She�s probably a lesbian, and if she is, then yes, she has sex with other women.� �My rubbing is having its effect, as her breaths are getting shallower.

Her eyes are deep pools.� I�m going to drown in them.� She uses them as hooks drawing me into the abyss, saying �I don�t want any other way.� I want to have real sex like Marie.� I want you to put your...penis...in me and give me another orgasm.�

My fingers are at her fantastic clit once again as she makes small kittenish sounds.� I delicately explain to her that it might hurt a little because of her small size and her probably intact hymen.� When she asks me about her hymen, I remember the small vanity hand mirror that belonged to my wife that still sits atop the bedroom dresser.� I figure why not let her see for herself�this is her education isn�t it?� As I explain further what her hymen is, I spread the lips of her pussy wide and instruct her how to hold the mirror so she can see into her pink love channel.� Yes, it is intact, a paper-thin annular flap of pink skin; there, but not substantially blocking her entrance.

�Wow!� (There�s that word again.)� �I see it!�� She says, then frowns.� �Will that stop us from having sex, Mr. Green...I...I mean, Jim?�

�Oh, no, my sweet girl.� I figured you�d want to know everything about how your first time will feel, that�s all.�� I said, releasing her labia and allowing them to close, though not quite removing my fingertips from her vulva.� I move them upward to locate her clit.� The thing is stiff and poking up once more�a girl with her very own erection!� Alicia�s breathing is again labored and turns to panting with each stroke of her magic little shaft.

Instead, I move my mouth to hers and kiss her deeply, all the while stroking her clit with thumb and forefinger as if it was a tiny cock.� Her moans grow more intense, her mouth humming and vibrating against mine as if a tuning fork was pressing against my lips.� I feel her body tense then release as she pulls her lips away from mine and squeals.� This orgasm seemed stronger than before, but maybe she�s just more willing now to succumb to it.�

I can�t wait any longer, my cock itself behaving like a tuning fork.� Our eyes lock as I rise to my knees, and taking her by the ankles, lift and spread her young legs.� Still caught within the rapturous wave of her most recent orgasm, her eyes are the size of saucers and her mouth lays open, emitting hiccupped moans between gasping breaths.� I know I�ve already crossed the line, but again I pause to consider what I�m about to do.� My whole life could be ruined by this one act, but what life do I have anyway?� The only thing I want right this minute is to be inside this young girl�s wet and inviting pussy.

Did I really say that?� Before I can lose myself within the deep pools of those big brown eyes, I ask one last time, �Are you sure, sweetheart?�

I must take her at her word that she has yet to menstruate, since I don�t have a condom.� Positioning myself between her thighs, I place the pre-cum saturated head of my cock at the junction of her labia and begin to enter her.� I need to control myself, I think, though the voice in my head is yelling for me to plunge all the way in.� Instead, I ease the head into her until I feel the stricture of her cherry.� With a slight push, I pop through.� If she felt any pain, it must be overwhelmed by her arousal.� She�s so wet, I�m at first surprised at my easy entry so far.� As I continue to slowly slide my throbbing shaft into her, her virgin tightness is already bringing me ever so quickly toward the precipice.� I can�t cum before I even fuck her properly!� Knowing I�m not going to last, I concentrate a couple of fingers on her clit.� She is now gasping for breath and her eyes have almost rolled up into their sockets.� On one thrust into her, her body shakes and the velvet vise of her vagina clamps down on my cock.

�Aliciaaaaaaaaa,� I moan as I shoot my load.� �Aaaahhhh.�� Her super-tight, climaxing, pulsating vagina milks every last drop of semen from me, though this time her orgasm is mostly a silent one.� Collapsing on the bed next to her, I hug and caress and kiss this marvelous young girl.

After a few moments she says, �Oh, Mr. Green...er, Jim...that was, like, even better than I thought it was gonna be.�� Breathlessly, she adds, �Can we do it again?�

�Oh Alicia, darling, I�m not sure if my old cock...I mean, penis...can get hard again so soon, and besides, your mother�s going to start wondering what you�re doing over here all this time, and we want what we just did to stay our secret.�

She giggles.� �Yeah, my mom�s gonna wonder why I like homework all of a sudden.�� Another precocious laugh.� �You said �cock�...is that another name for your...penis?�

�Yeah, it�s a slang word for a man�s penis�you know what �slang� means, don�t you?�

�I guess it�s a crude word, like a swear,� I continue.� �I suppose we shouldn�t use it.�� I move closer and whisper, �But when we�re alone together we can use any words we want.�

We kissed once more before I shepherded her into the shower to clean off any signs of our lovemaking.� I noticed only a couple of blood droplets on the sheets, so I wasn�t real worried there would be evidence of her shredded cherry on her panties for her mother to find.� While under the shower spray so close to her, my cock is hard again.� She notices.� With her fingers encircling my shaft, she looks expectantly into my eyes, but I shake my head �no�, her expression in return melancholy.

As we dress, she says, �It�s supposed to be a warm day tomorrow.� Can Jill and I come over and use your pool?� Maybe I can stay later and like, help you clean up or something?�

Sounds like we have a date.� �Just remember, Alicia, sweetheart, you can�t tell anyone about today; not Jill, not any of your friends, not anyone.�

I stood at my door and watched her almost prance down the street toward her house.� Am I the luckiest man alive, or am I doomed?

The following day was indeed glorious.� We won�t have many more Sundays like this as we head into autumn.� I�m sitting by the pool with a mug of coffee contemplating yesterday.� I hardly slept, my mind consumed with thoughts of Alicia�s soft skin, her tight, young pussy, and her amazing cock-like clitoris.� As morning approached, feeling restless and tired, I jerked off to the mind-image of my young sex student�s naked body, releasing some of the tension and allowing me to at least get a little sleep.� I know we will be together again today, and many more times�until the world discovers our secret.� It�s too late to stop it now.

Alicia and Jill are the only visitors to my pool today.� They more or less leave me alone, as I switch from coffee to Corona.� I can�t take my eyes off the girls as they play.� Jill is a bit chunkier than Alicia; adorable baby-fat now but later she�ll wage a constant battle with her weight, I believe.� She still looks nice in her bikini, though not nearly as sexy as my Alicia.� (Let�s face it: I�ve seen her naked, caressed her soft flesh and have been between her thighs�that�s sexy!)

Eventually Jill gets tired of the pool and goes home.� Alicia walks her to the street then returns to poolside and promptly jumps into my lap.� She feels my stiff unit poking at her ass.

�I�ve been waiting all night and day...let�s go into the house and do it again,� she says.

I can feel the wetness soak through my shorts.� Is it pool water or her insatiable pussy that�s soaking her suit bottoms?� In case someone�s looking, I resist the urge to kiss her there on the patio or carry her into the house, so we walk nonchalantly until safely inside and out of sight before whisking off our scant clothes and heading for my bed.� She�s definitely getting the feel for French kissing, her tongue darting and probing at mine as our lips lock seemingly forever.� Completely out of breath, she pantingly begs me to do her.� I have other ideas first.

My mouth moves between her legs and I suck greedily on her pink pecker of a clit.� The not-so-small wonder is redder than yesterday and even more stiff and erect.� She must�ve learned something else yesterday, for she evidently worked it hard last night.� I sucked and sucked and she bleated her approval.�

�Aaahh�aaahh�aaahh�aaahh�-� was her repeating refrain, getting louder and louder until she makes a high-pitched keening sound and her pussy explodes in a geyser of sweet wetness.� I lap it up as she clamps her thighs down onto my head with orgasmic intensity.� Hers is cumming at its finest!

She�s feverish and wants more.� I called her pussy �insatiable� before and maybe that�s the right word to describe her need.� I coax her onto her stomach and to the edge of the bed, her young stick-legs not allowing her knees to quite reach the floor.� Her tiny ass is gyrating in heat as I reach into her golden cleft and coat my palm with her juices, before rubbing the lubrication onto my throbbing cock.� On my knees behind her, I enter her.� I�m at the right height to ride her low, providing maximum contact with her sensitive clit.� Damn, she�s so tight.� I don�t hesitate to pick up my pace, holding onto her narrow hips as I thrust into her deeply.

She�s emitting that buzz-saw squealing sound again, but as it rises in pitch it turns to a scream.� I actually can feel the stub of her clit twitch and bump against my cock-shaft when she climaxes, the enveloping warmth of her orgasmic fluid joins her vagina�s contractions around my about-to-explode cock.� When I cum, I surprise myself by the number of ropes I shoot toward her immature womb.

After we clean up, I suggest she go home in case her mother is wondering where she is.

She giggles again, �Tonight I think my mom and dad are going out, so I guess it�ll be Marie�s night to have sex.�� She grins from ear to ear.� �She won�t miss me if I come back over here...so I can have my sex, too.�

When she returns to my house it is dusk already.� The impending darkness somehow adds to the clandestine feel of the whole thing.

The imp says to me as soon as she enters the house, �Can we take our clothes off and go in the pool?� You have a high fence so, like, no one can see us.�

As we�re heading out back to the pool, she looks back at me and laughingly says, �Marie has Ricky over this time.� His thing is even smaller than Julio�s.�� A giggle.� �I�m the lucky sister now.�

In a few moments, our clothes are off and we�re frolicking in the pool.� I remind her not to make a lot of noise because if even one neighbor looks over my fence and sees us, I�m going to jail.� I didn�t turn any lights on just in case.� She�s acting her age, splashing and playing in the cool water, until she spies my stiff cock.� She swims over to me and palms my erection.� I want to take her right there at poolside but knowing how much noise she makes when she cums, I don�t dare.

�Remember what I told you about using our mouths to make each other have an orgasm?�

She looks at me expectantly.� �Yeah, you already made me feel soooooo good when you put your mouth down there.� You want me to do the same to you?� How do I do that?�

I explained the process as I lifted her from the pool and into my arms.� Ignoring the water dripping from our wet bodies, I carry her into the house toward the living room.

�I�m going to lift you upside down so we can use our mouths on each other, just as I explained.�

She giggles again.� She likes new positions as any child likes a new toy.� I lift her and spin her upside down by the waist so her knees are resting on my shoulders.� Oh man, that wondrous clit of hers is twitching like the immaturely formed cock it is.� I begin to suck on the inch-long appendage.� She ain�t heavy, she�s my lover.� Before she even makes an attempt at mouthing my cock, she�s purring like a kitten.� Eventually she takes the head of my member between her lips.� That�s about all she can take.� I don�t mind.� The more I suck on her clit and lick her pussy, the more she croons and the less she sucks.� Even before I hear the telltale sounds of her impending climax I feel the earthquake-like trembling of her hips and thighs.� This time I�m prepared for her; in this reversed direction my mouth will taste the full impact of her squirting orgasm.

Now that she�s reached the plateau of her climax, she starts to almost absentmindedly such on my cock again.� Her lips, her hands, and the sweet musk of her orgasm send me over the edge.�� I can hear gurgling noises as the first spurts of ejaculation shoot down her throat.� I don�t want to choke her, so I outstretch my arms to move her away, but not before I look down and see the next rope of cum splash against her pretty face.

Her face covered in white goo and coughing up more, she�s still the most beautiful creature in the whole world.� I�m going to do something I never thought I would.� I lift her to me, right side up, and kiss her solidly and lovingly, tasting my semen for the first time.� In between coughs, she returns my kiss with gusto.� Cum-coated tongues dart and probe.� I feel another shudder move through her lithe little body�an orgasm aftershock.

After we collapse to the sofa, we almost fall asleep, but that would have been disastrous; what if we didn�t wake up and she didn�t get back home in time?� I coax her to the pool where we take another dip, both to cool off and to clean up.

�Ohhhh, Mr. Green...I mean Jim,� she whispers in the moonglow at poolside, with our feet dangling in the cool water.� �I�ve never felt this way...so good...so loved...so...�

I place a finger at her lips.� �Sssh, Alicia dear.� You don�t need to say anything.� I�m the luckiest man in the world to have you.� I have to tell you, I really didn�t feel I had much to live for anymore.� I was alone and tired of life before you offered your virginity to me.�� I chuckle a bit before continuing, �It�s ironic now that I feel alive again I have the most to lose.�

�I mean that if anyone found out about us, I�d probably go to jail for the rest of my life.�

�I won�t tell.� I won�t let anything happen to you.� You�re, like, the nicest person in the whole world.�

She hugs me tight, and wouldn�t you know the feel of her soft, naked flesh against mine gets me rock hard one more time.� With a small hand clutching my engorged shaft, I explain as best I can the future of our �relationship� as I see it.� She�ll soon get tired of the old man when she finds boys her own age more than willing to satisfy her hunger.� She doesn�t think so, but she�s nonetheless still a girl, though a very precocious one.� She looks at me in glorious wonder as I explain the special gift she has at the juncture of her pussy lips.� Her clitoris is truly an amazing gift.� The anomaly is one she should cherish and nurture forever.

�Don�t let any boy ignore your precious little nub,� I chide her.� She giggles

Still holding my cock, she says, �I sorta feel lonesome too sometimes.� I, like, go to school and stuff but except for Jill, and sometimes she, I don�t know, maybe doesn�t understand me either, I don�t have any friends �cause the other kids just don�t think like me, I guess.�� She pauses, then adds, �My...clitoris...is different �cause I�m different.�

�Listen to me, Alicia.� You are the most fantastic, smartest girl I�ve ever known.� It�s not just about sex.� When my daughter was your age she was playing with Barbie dolls and didn�t care one lick about what other people did as long as it didn�t impact her little world.� You�re an inquisitive, learning young lady who wants to grow up fast, and there�s nothing wrong with that at all.�

She snuggles closer.� �Nobody�s ever treated me like a grown up �cept you.�� Our lips meet and our kiss is long and tender.� When our lips part, she whispers, �I love you, Jim.�

I pick her up into my arms and carry her back to the bedroom.� I still can�t believe how many times this old body of mine has responded today to my desire for her.� I lie down on my back and help her mount me this time.� She likes the level of penetration this way and soon learns the value of being in control of the act, swaying and bouncing to a beat only she could hear.� Once or twice she winced from being penetrated a little too deeply and ramming her cervix.� I came, and she kept riding.� Thankfully, she squealed her orgasm before my flagging cock lost its usefulness.

We almost fell asleep again, but I shook off the post-coital lethargy and got her cleaned up and dressed.� Before she went home we kissed once more, and she repeated her vow never to tell anyone of what we shared.

With a smile and one of her sweet giggles, she declares �I think I�m gonna have more problems in school this year.� I�m sure gonna need LOTS of help with my homework.�

In spite of the nippy December weather, I�ve been happy and warm.� I haven�t had a Corona in weeks.� Instead, I have Alicia at least once a week.� She�s the thirsty one, thirsty for sexual knowledge, willing to try any position or technique I can come up with.� I�ve explained anal sex to her but we haven�t tried that yet.

One day while taking out the trash, I�m surprised by Alicia�s mother as she approaches me from the street.� Oh my God, here it comes, I think to myself in panic: a jail cell will be my home from now on.� Instead, she is smiling at me.

�Good afternoon, Mr. Green.� I�m Nicoleta, Alicia�s mother.� Can we talk for a minute?�

�Hello.� Sure we can talk.� How about coming in for a coffee?� I just made some...it�s decaf.�

As we�re entering my kitchen, I tell her to call me Jim.� �Nicoleta: that�s a beautiful name.� I�ve heard you called �Nicki� but never knew your real name.�

�Thanks, it�s Romanian, but I forget what it means.�� Settling down at the kitchen table with steaming mugs of coffee, we talk.

�Alicia�s been telling me so much about what a �fantastic� �her word� man you are, helping her with her homework all the time.� I know we�ve met before in the neighborhood, but I had to get to know you better.�� A serious look on her face, she continues.� �Alicia�s always been a hard girl to live with.� I mean, she�s a good girl, but she always seems sad.�� She pauses.� �I don�t know, maybe, as if life�s been unfair to her or something.� We�ve done everything for her but it�s still been hard for us.� Then this summer she seemed to break out of it somehow.� Maybe it was using your pool...but anyway, she has seemed happier since she started coming over here.�

�Even though she�s having a lot more trouble with her schoolwork this year she still seems happy for the first time in her life.�� She looks at me and I detect a subtle shift in her posture, as she adds, �I was wondering if the change was due to her reaching puberty early�she is maturing faster than I did when I was a girl, that�s for sure�but I think it�s all due to you.� Helping her with her homework, and I guess, giving her something we�ve been unable to give at home.� She�s a new girl.� Thank you, Jim.�

I�m speechless; knowing that what I�m giving Alicia is my cock.� Before I gather my wits to reply, her hand snakes across the table and holds mine, and she says, �You must be a special man.�� She�s actually leaning over to show me some cleavage!

Incredibly, she wants me to make a pass!� The ladies in this family certainly have lusty libidos, considering what Alicia�s told me about her sister and now having her mother come on to me, an older man.

She must have sensed that I wouldn�t take the bait.� She slowly withdraws her hand and says, �You must get lonely here all by yourself.� Please call me anytime you want some adult company.�� Another flutter of the eyelashes and another shot of her considerable cleavage.� �You can�t just spend your days with kids over here now, can you?�

The following Saturday morning, Alicia and I are nestled naked in my bed.� She looks questioningly at the small packet I retrieve from the nightstand.� I explain that it is a condom.

�Do you know your mom was over to see me a couple of days ago?� She wanted to thank me for helping you with your homework.�

�She reminded me that you�re growing up fast, and who knows when you will start having your period.�� I slowly open the foil package and remove the latex ring.� �I still think you�re a year or more away, but we can�t take any chances that you might get pregnant.�

My cock is never soft when I�m near her.� She helps me unroll the condom over my swollen member.� I let her choose the position.� This morning, she gets on her knees and while resting her head on one of my pillows, presents her splendid little girl�s ass to me.� The condom is lubricated, but with her it hardly matters since she�s always so wet.� Her vagina tightly envelops my thrusting cock as her amazing erectile clit twitches while it rubs against my slapping balls.� In minutes she�s singing her orgasmic overture and I�m cumming loudly.� She�s taught me not to be shy in vocally expressing my pleasure.

Spent, we lay in each other�s arms until she playfully removes the filled condom from my waning cock and begins daubing cum all over both of us like it was some sort of body paint.� She giggles before playfully starting to lick some of the smeared jism from my belly and chest.

�Oh yeah, two can play at that game,� I say before doing a little licking myself.� My tongue traces an outline from one nipple down her belly to her pubic mound before locating her clit, which is beginning to get erect again (as I am!)

For the umpteenth time, I suck on her wondrous inch-long clit as if it were a small cock, until I�m once more rewarded with a geyser of an orgasm.

We fucked one more time before I sent her home.� It does take only so long to do homework, right?

I can�t believe it�s summer again.� This winter was especially cold, but Alicia kept me warm.

On a Saturday night when Alicia�s folks went out, after she mounted me and had one of her patented screaming climaxes, she told me about seeing her sister getting gang-banged by three guys the previous night.

�Jeez, Jim, it was like, amazing!� When she thought I was sleeping, she opened the back door and let these three boys come in.� I opened her bedroom door a crack and watched.� They like, all put their penises in her.� She had one in her mouth, one boy�s in her, you know, vagina, and one had his thing in her...� The sweet girl couldn�t say it.

She blushes, but giggles too.� �She was, like, a wild animal...she really liked it, I could tell.� She made loud noises...louder than I�ve ever heard her make before.�� She giggles again, before saying, �...and louder than me.�

�Naw, I think you�re probably the loudest in the world.�� We both laugh.

�Maybe someday I�d like to do it like that, I mean, have you put it in there.�� She doesn�t have to explain where �there� is.

The next day, I�ve got practically the whole neighborhood over to my pool.� Alicia�s wearing a new bikini; it�s perfect for her blossoming little body.� I�m fighting a hard-on from looking at her just as I did last summer.� Her mother, Nicoleta has been coming over to use my pool too.� She�s a horny woman, that�s for sure.� The way she flirts around me in a bikini that�s much too small for her ample figure, I know she�s fucked most of the men on this street.� When she sees the bulge in my shorts, she erroneously believes it�s because of her, and not her daughter.

Yet, that�s not the most amazing thing to happen that beautifully sunny summer day.� Alicia�s friend Jill, wearing a nice little mostly-blue floral suit with the bottoms riding low on her hips, is buzzing around me like a bee around honey.� Twice she rubs against my semi-erect cock; the first time seems like an accident, but the second was surely premeditated.� Now I have three females in my backyard who want my cock!

I have mental images of a threesome with both Jill and Alicia.� My cock is now fully and painfully erect.� All the girls take notice.� Not bad for an old man, huh?

I look at Alicia.� Her expression is not jealousy or confusion, but one of understanding�and maybe even desire.� Has she slipped and told Jill of our relationship?� Has SHE entertained the idea of a threesome, prepping Jill for this moment?� Studying the faces of the two girls while my cock throbs in swollen grandeur I contemplate the wonders that will take place in my bed in days to come.