"Keep your mouth shut," Alice said anyway. It gave her a perverse thrill inside; she would have a special status in the high school. Maybe the boys would even pay attention to her with the rumor out that she was having an affair with the swim coach.
She could picture the cold-eyed stares from the other girls and then the boys would gravitate around her, the boldest coming forward and asking her for a date. The thought of dating, of being with a man and sharing her feelings with him and acting hip like the other girls terrified Alice.
She wiped herself with a towel, feeling the growth of new fuzz of her twat. Growing up was so damn hard! At fourteen, she was undeveloped compared to the other girls; her breasts had just begun to sprout just as her pubic hair had started to thicken and turn dark. A major source of embarrassment had been her scrawny, undeveloped body; boys like girls with full breasts and wide hips and soft, velvet cunts. They didn't take to string-bean figures like Alice had. "Who wants to fuck linguini," Alice had overheard in a science class, a remark which had made her blush. The two boys were talking about another girl, but it could have very well been her.
As she reached for her clothes, Alice held her breasts and gave them a critical judgment. She was hardly big enough to wear a bra without filling the cups first with cotton, but at last there was something to show up under her racing swimsuit. Her beaver was as hairless as a billiard ball. Even her virginity did not cause the weak-kneed, trembling reaction that normally followed any thought of losing that all important skin flap protecting the untouched womb. The stories other girls told of their first agonizing experience with a boy nearly made her puke. More often than not, these stories were lurid accounts, usually inaccurate. "Willie was so big, his hung out to here and he kept sticking his dong into me until I could almost taste him in my throat," one girl explained her deflowering. Alice didn't believe the girl for a minute. But there was pain connected with her first fucking; pain and uncertainty and more than a little fear. If a girl exaggerated the point, she did so, reasoned Alice, because the feel of a man's dick pushing awkwardly into her cunt was a jolt both to the body and the mind.
Alice had promised that when the right man came along, then she would give herself to him. The right man, she knew, was actually any man who would be nice and love her and most importantly, knew how to make her passionate so when he took her virginity, it wouldn't hurt so damn much!
Alice climbed into her panties and bra, adjusting the cups to fit her pouty breasts and pulled her faded jeans and blouse on. On top of her street clothes went her heavy wool coat and a stocking cap. She was tired from the two-mile swim, yet exhilarated too, a strange sensation that all swimmers experienced after a good, hard workout.
She trudged up to the office which was closed. Light shone under the door. It didn't matter if she went to see the coach or not. By the end of the week, Jennifer would have blabbed and the whole school would know about this meeting whether it actually took place or not. It was silly what kids took to be the truth. As she opened the unlocked door, Alice had a sudden insight into the human condition. People believed what they wanted to believe. If the boys wanted Alice to be an easy piece of ass, a girl that rolled over and said fuck me to the swimming coach no less, then that is what they would believe. It didn't matter if Jennifer was blabbing the first thing that came into her moronic mind. Up till now no one had noticed Alice because she was plain-looking, quiet and there were other girls to ogle. But if the high-school boys needed a fantasy to stir their flaccid cocks and make them pant and carry on like sex-crazed dogs, then Alice would become that fantasy.
Well that's way it is, she said to herself. And I can't do anything about it.
It was a surprising conclusion for a fourteen-year-old girl to reach especially for one like Alice whose cunt shriveled up like a withered peach at the thought of sex. But then she was a contradictory girl.
"You wanted to see me?" she asked innocently, walking inside.
Bert nearly came unglued from his chair. His cock had been hard for nearly an hour and not even the gentle stroking of his hand could bring his "blue veiner" to a soft state.
His eyes bounced around nervously. His stomach churned with bile and white flecks of antacid tablets appeared at the corners of his mouth.
He grabbed his cock like it was four-gear speed shift and jammed it into the "first" position. Except for his darting eye movements and the beads of perspiration, Alice was not aware of Bert's strenuous efforts under the table.
"You have a good chance of breaking your sister's records," he began, his face twitching oddly, while his hands worked feverishly under the table.
"I hope I do well," said Alice. She was thinking about the next day in school, and, the boys who would hear of her exploits with the coach. He wasn't a bad-looking man, she surmised. Even if he was thirty-five years old!
"But you must work for first place," Bert continued, wondering why he had called her to his office. God, his head felt like a spinning top. Had he misread this little broad, the scrawny girl with the bird-like figure, whose waif-like body played hell with his brain every morning at the pool. He gripped his dick harder, as if the firm shaft were the only thing that kept him anchored to this world.
He wanted her badly. Darken her hair, slant the eyes and flatten her nose and Alice resembled the VC girl who had restored his love affair with sex. Alice wiggled her butt on the hard wood seat in front of him and his cock bucked in his hand. There was no telling what goodies her awkward, lovely body held in store for him. He slammed his hand up and down his joint as he tried to keep the excitement from showing up in his voice.
"I expect to see you early in the morning," he croaked. The milky fluid was rising through his shaft, welling up into the wedge-shaped head. He could hear the slapping sound of flesh pounding flesh; the urge to jump from his desk and jam his dick into the unsuspecting belly of Alice Dilly was overwhelming.
Then she uncrossed her legs, spreading the knees so he had a good shot at her crotch. Even hidden safely behind the blue jeans, she was something rare and precious to behold. Heidi was going to catch hell tonight, he thought. That silly stewardess cunt was going to suck him and fuck him until her tight twat bubbled over with his juice and then he might ding her asshole too! Oh, shit, it was going to be something, he thought staring into the innocent blue eyes of Alice Dilly.
"Is that all?" she said.
"Yes! That's it!!" His hand made a cunt shape around his prick. He hunched into the hand bestially rising up and down on the seat, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. Sweat poured down his brow, welling in the eyebrows before trickling along the deep lines in his face. As Alice Dilly closed the door, his prostate spasmed, his hand flashed forward in a final desperate movement, and a stream of jism shot up against the bottom of the desk drawer.
"Aaaaaiiiieee!!!" he screamed, as juice splashed over the desk. He milked his shaft with wild, jerking motions. "Is that all?" he said, his voice mimicking Alice Dilly's falsetto timbre. The girl didn't know anything. She was a fucking innocent whose only kink was swimming nude in the morning. He didn't know that girls came that naive anymore. God, there was come all over his hand and the floor and the fucking desk and she probably didn't know where her cunt was!
Then Bert laughed. He dropped his flaccid cock and rolled back in the chair and laughed until tears flooded his eyes and his chest ached for oxygen. Oh, was Heidi going to get a working over. He was going to ream her portals out until she looked like the Homecoming Fuck Queen for the Pittsburgh Steelers.
And for now that was enough. But sooner or later, Alice was going to feel the hard, manly thrust of his cock in that hairless pussy. And he would help her find her cunt! And how!