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 St SUCKIANS SCHOOL FOR GIRLS - Wendy was a very attractive young lady, not
in the stunningly beautiful way that some angels are, more in the sexually
alluring penis erecting sense.
   Freckles and that upturned nose that lets you see up into her nostrils,
there was something that just breathed sexuality and she was also very
lucky in the school uniform she wore.  Blue and white gingham seemed to
compliment her pale and light red haired complexion as did the combination
of her shiny patent leather black sandal shoes and white ankle socks.  The
pretty pink frilled turn downs adding just the right balance to the little
black velvet bows on top of the rounded shoe tips.  Not high heels of
course, they wouldn't have been quite appropriate yet her calves and ankles
certainly looked very sweet.
   I think she had a very nice chubby figure as well, it was that perfect
straight up and down shape with just a hint of hips to come and very
shapely bubbled buttocks that protruded just that little bit more than the
other girls in her class.
   Another thing that set her apart for me anyway was that she seemed to be
the only young lady in her class with the faintest indication of a bosom. A
sweet protuberance seemed evident but only now and again when her delicious
body moved.
   She mesmerised me and everytime I saw her I felt that tightening in my
crotch.  It was just as well that I tended to wear my trousers in a quite
loose baggy style and luckily for my tendencies, I was not over-endowed. 
Petite and compact have been the type of words used by some females of an
age to be discreet, not that I am really interested in females of that age.
Nevertheless, I have indulged them but mainly for appearances sake and not
that often.
   Another thing I had noticed about Wendy was that her dress hem always
seemed to be just a little higher than the other girls.  The school nurse
had mentioned this I know but nothing seemed to be done.  The general sense
of feeling in the staff common room was that this wasn't an issue for men
to be particularly concerned and anyway, it really wasn't that much
shorter. Perhaps it was just her chubbiness that caused it to look shorter.
   There was one occasion when I had occasion to quietly mention something
about the shorter length of her dress to Wendy, it was done almost
secretly, there was no-one about at the time, just me and her.
   I had smiled at her on one occasion when we happened to come across each
other.  I said, "I like the length of your dress, it's very lovely," and as
good as gold the lovely young woman had smiled, blushed and almost
whispered, "thank you sir." I remained smiling as I allowed my hand to pat
her left shoulder and then drift gently down her back a little before
taking it away, I felt sure I felt the ridge of an undergarment where a
brassiere might normally be found.  But I wasn't exactly sure.  It was just
a fleeting touch to let her try to understand my feelings.  Of course my
penis erected almost immediately and I did nothing to hide that.  Whether
she noticed anything or not, I couldn't be sure but she had looked down as
she blushed and said "thank you sir." I just lived in perverted hope and
made it my duty to compliment her from time to time and not just concerning
her dress.
   Of course I often masturbated furiously over her, not over her physical
self though although that was also dreamed of at the time.
   In addition to my administrative position in the school I had taken it
upon myself to be the school's unofficial photographer and so I was at
leisure taking photographs of prepubescent young ladies and being the only
male on the school staff, apart from the gardening and maintenance men who
didn't count, it was only normal that the young ladies flirted a little.
   Half term arrived, poor Wendy was unable to go home this time.  Would
the school possibly do the family a huge favour and keep her at school for
the short 2 week holiday.  Of course it was my duty to reply and having
consulted with the Head Mistress I replied, "we'd love to." Naturally I
immediately cancelled my previously made plans of a ten day holiday in a
third world country where money could buy practically anything in the new
wine category.
   Unfortunately, as the Head Mistress said, "I'm so terribly sorry, I just
can't get out of my commitment."
   It was quite well known among the staff that nearly every holiday the
Head Mistress visited her own well-chosen Sapphic haunts.  It was also
rumoured that her tastes were younger than they might respectfully be.
   "Of course Matron Taylor-Smythe will be here over the half and so she'll
take up most of the responsibility but perhaps if you could find an idle
moment or two, perhaps you could take some of the strain?  Walks in the
country or some such thing, mmmmm?"
   Naturally I deferred to her seniority.
   "Indeed Head Mistress," I had replied, "if my workload permits of
course."
   "Oh yes of course," she said, "do try your best though.  Matron is
getting on a bit.  She'll be retiring soon you know."
   The old bitch should have retired 10 years ago, the school only kept her
on due to the fact that she was cheap.  The old sow was practically blind
and deaf and slept most of the time.  Her young assistants who practically
did all the work, luckily, were looking forward to their holiday break and
nothing was going to stop that.
   The spring that year was exceptionally mild and the afternoons saw
record temperatures, not that it was hot.  It was more of a comfortable
cotton summer dresses afternoon temperatures with thin cardigan additions
for the mornings.  The evenings were cooler of course but then comfy warm
beds were available.
   "So," I said to young Wendy as we strolled together across the
sculptured lawns and towards the boundary fence which led into the
countryside.  A beautiful meadow lay ahead followed by pretty wooded
copses. "So, are you masturbating yet Wendy," I asked her as I stared
straight ahead?
   I didn't wait for her reply, instead I continued, "isn't that such a
pretty meadow?  I suppose you will be now at your age.  How old are you
now?"
   "Uhm, nearly 12 Sir," she replied.
   "Really?  Gosh, I thought you were quite a bit older.  Still, I suppose
at 12 you must have started masturbating," I said.
   "11 Sir," she said, "I'm nearly 12."
   "Yes I see Wendy," I said, "and do call me Les now that it's the
holidays and just you and me.  I started masturbating when I was 10 so I
assume young ladies must start at around the same time, do you?"
   "Uhm," she swallowed, "well, mmm, uhm........"
   "Yes I understand," I said, "come on, let's climb over the fence and be
devils.  Let's stroll across the lovely meadow.  You'd like that wouldn't
you?  Here take my hand and let me guide you over."
   She gave a kind of sickly smile but she took my hand and I stood
watching as she started to step up and cross the fence.  Pretty dark blue
big knickers came into sight as her chubby figure caused her light blue and
white checked gingham dress to rise up.  She had lovely fat chubby thighs.
   After she was over and standing safely in the meadow, I followed suit
but sitting on the fence bar for a few seconds before hoping down I looked
down at her and said, "you've given me quite an erection.  My penis you
know, it's gone very, very hard."
   "Oh," was all that she said and then I hopped off and stood next to her.
   "Come on," I said, "take my hand and let's run across the meadow. 
That'll be fun, won't it?"
   "Uhm, yes ok then," she replied taking my hand.
   "That is if I can run," I laughed, "I'm not sure if my big penis will
let me now that you've given me such a hard erection.  Come on, let's run."
   We got to the one of the wooded copses and stopped, both of us panting.
   "Would you like to see my erect penis Wendy," I panted?
   She simply panted back at me as she looked up with complete uncertainty
at me.
   "Good," I panted back, "here we go."
   I unzipped and flipped my compact erect penis out.  She stared down at
it.
   "Let's masturbate together shall we Wendy, you were saying how much you
enjoyed masturbating.  Lift your dress up," I said reaching out and lifting
it as high as I could.  "Now, I'll pull your big blue knickers down and
then I'll insert my big hard erect penis between your legs and then you can
masturbate on it, ok?"
   Still holding her dress up with one hand, I tugged at her big blue
knickers so that they came down far enough and then squatting I thread my
little cock between her fat chubby thighs and then started to simulate
having sex with her by thrusting my cock back and forth between her legs
and on her cunt.
   "Oh you are good at masturbating aren't you Wendy?  You're really good
at masturbating.  Keep going, please keep going, that's it, keep wanking,
mmmmm, you really are a dirty little wanker Wendy.  Oh you dirty little
girl, mmmmm.  I'm going to come Wendy, I'm going to come and we'll put my
come in your big sexy blue knickers, ok, yes?  Ok then, I agree."
   I reached down and grabbed the waist band of her big blue knickers which
were still hanging around her lower thighs.  I pulled them hard up so that
they stretched tight and high over her bottom and so that my cock poked out
into them at the back.
   Then I reached further down the material just under her buttocks and
then I pulled them even tighter so that the gusset would be practically
touching my knob end.
   "You're so sexy Wendy," I said, "I would never have guessed you were so
sexually experienced.  How many men have you had sex with?"
   Just then I came a gush load and I mead sure that my spunk stayed in her
knickers by cupping my hand over her big blue knicker gusset material where
my cock knob spurted my love juice.
   "There," I said pulling my little limpy backwards and straightening up.
I made sure also to pull her big blue knickers back comfortably into their
right place.  "There," I forced my hand between her legs and cupped my hand
under her gusset making sure to ooze my spunk all around her cunt area,
"that feels nice doesn't it?  Doesn't it Wendy?"
   "Mmmmm," was the only response.
   "Of course," I said smiling, "how silly of me.  Kneel down then and you
can suck me off."
   I placed my hands on her shoulders and pressed hard until she sank down
and then inserting some fingers into her clamped jaw I made just the right
opening and then stuffed little limpy in.
   "You can suck it as long as you like Wendy, that's a good girl." I said,
"I love having my little penis being sucked by little girls and I know you
like it too."
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