Alicias Urgent Desires

All characters in this story are 18 or older. I originally found a version of this story years ago and it's been one of my favorites ever since. I never knew who the author was and I would pay homage to them if I could. I have rewritten the story in order to share it with others who might enjoy the beauty of female to female sex, and especially the mutual seduction which takes place within the tale.

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Alicia sat with her friends in the small Community College cafeteria. She was pleased with her progress on the social scene. She'd started college in September after her father had been transferred to a field office by his company. Now it was only October and she had already been accepted by the in crowd.

Among the crowd was an incredibly voluptuous blond named Bobbi who was also very smart and a genuinely good person. Alicia found it very difficult to keep her eyes from wandering over the young woman's face and body again and again.

She sat munching on her sandwich, only half listening to the chatter when Bella said something that commanded her full attention.

"Miss Carter is a dyke!" Bella spat the words out. She was referring to Mary Carter, the college nurse.

"How do you know?" Emily asked.

"If you remember, a week ago, I had that cough," Bella said, looking at all the girls at the table.

"I couldn't stop hacking in Mr. Pearson's class, so he sent me down to see that nurse."

If anyone had been looking, they might have noticed Alicia's eyes widen and her full lips part just a little.

"She made me take everything off the top, including my bra," Alicia continued.

"She said she wanted to listen to my breathing," Bella continued. "But as she was moving the stethoscope around she kept rubbing against my boobs with her fingers!"

"Ah that could have been an accident," Emily rejoined.

"Yeah, maybe," Bella replied, "but I was talking to Sarah about it and she said last year she had a stomachache one day and went down to see her. Miss Carter asked her all these questions about her period, and then she made her take off her skirt and her panties!"

"No way!" Emily exclaimed.

"Yes, way!" Bella replied. "Why would Sarah make something like that up? She told me Miss Carter made her lay on the examination table while she rubbed all over her tummy. She even opened her legs and looked at her kitty and touched her there, pretending to examine her!"

Alicia felt the pangs of arousal stirring in her loins. She put on a bored face for her friends but she couldn't help squeezing her thighs together at the wetness created by the idea of the college nurse touching her there.

She had decided over a year ago that she was strongly attracted to women. There was simply no denying how turned on she got in the showers

at the gym, with many an attractive girl's body on display.

Unlike her friends, boys held very little interest for her and when she touched herself at night, alone in her bed, her fantasies all involved attractive women she knew... now especially her new friend Bobbi.

The problem was she couldn't figure out how to explore her fantasies and satisfy the need she felt burning within her. She was afraid to approach any of her friends. If they weren't into it she'd wind up an outcast. Bella's reaction to what might have been a pass by Miss Carter proved her point and validated her fear.

Now the wheels were really turning in Alicia's young head. How could she find out for sure if the attractive Miss Carter was actually into girls?

As the friends headed for their afternoon classes a plan was

taking root in Alicia's mind. She discarded the idea of faking an illness and settled instead on a straightforward approach.

She'd go and see the nurse after class on Friday. Miss Carter

was always there until four. Classes finished at three fifteen so

she'd have over half an hour to get ready for what she planned. It was a good time because very few people hung around. By three thirty the campus was usually all but deserted, reducing the chances of interruption.

With her mind set Alicia tried to put the idea aside. It wasn't easy!

Every moment her mind wasn't otherwise occupied, it wandered back to images of the pretty nurse touching her and satisfying the hunger between her legs. She thought of exploring Miss Carter's body as well, and tasting her, and she felt the familiar tingle between her legs growing stronger.

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Friday morning Alicia awoke with a throbbing between her legs and

butterflies in her stomach. She stood and looked in the mirror. She put on her laciest little panties and her sexiest bra, turning to look over her shoulder to see her firm round ass and turning back to run her eyes from the bottom of her long slender legs to the triangle of tiny material that barely covered her womanhood.

From there her eyes moved up across her flat stomach to the full breasts encased in lace and showing off as much as possible with her erect nipples tenting out the delicate material and the brown areolas nestled under the almost transparent fabric.

She felt desirable and sexy. High heeled sandals completed the look -- not too high but high enough to shape her calves into a feminine sculpture of perfection.

Concentrating on her classes was impossible as she kept imagining the scene she hoped would occur in Nurse Carter's office. By late afternoon she was completely consumed with anticipation.

The butterflies kept fluttering and her mouth was dry. Her body ached to be touched and she could feel the wetness leaking into her lacy panties.

After what seemed an eternity of trying not to squirm too much in her chair, the last bell rang and she sauntered out of the classroom at a pace that belied the need she was in.

She saw Sarah when she was at her locker carelessly tossing her books in. They were all going to the park to watch the macho boys play baseball; did she want to come?

"No," Alicia replied and told Sarah she had an errand to run for her mother, lying.

Making a quick stop in the washroom to relieve herself and get ready, it was hard not to notice how moist she already was when she wiped.

"Don't get your hopes too high," she reminded herself. Miss Carter's sexual orientation was still just a rumor. This whole gambit might turn out to be a huge disappointment after all. She applied a bit more makeup, but not too much in case someone should see her in the hallway.

She bided her time in order to let the college building empty. She took one final look at herself and unbuttoned her blouse enough to show off her cleavage without being too obvious.

Exiting the washroom the girl walked very quickly to the short hallway

off the main corridor where the nurse's office was located. The "Nurse is in" sign was on display beside the door.

Alicia, her butterflies swarming, rapped lightly on the closed door. A

melodic voice from inside said, "Come in", and she opened the door. Still standing in the doorway, the young woman took in the small office and its lone occupant.

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Mary Carter R.N. sat at a small desk; her face buried in the paperwork before her. She was an attractive brunette with a nice figure, large brown eyes, and expressive lips.

As she pushed her wheeled chair away and faced her visitor she immediately thought she recognized the look in the young woman's eyes and the slight blush on her cheeks. This student had a ripe body and she was already showing it off to her.

Even the way this young woman held her body was a dead giveaway to the experienced nurse. Mary thrilled at the possibilities in female form standing in her doorway. Although she always had to be extremely careful in her situation, this one looked quite ripe for the picking.

Alicia saw a vinyl chair beside the desk, on the opposite side of the office a countertop with a sink and cupboards below and above, and a curtained off alcove with an adjustable cot.

The curtain was open so Alicia could see that the cot was adjusted to its maximum height, allowing it to be used as an examination table. It could also be lowered down to the height of a standard bed. Somehow Alicia found the clean, faintly antiseptic smell to be a turn on.

After her quick survey of the space she cast her eyes down at the floor under Nurse Carter's gaze. There was no need for her to "act" nervous, that was coming quite naturally.

"Alicia, isn't it?" the Mary Carter asked. "What can I do for you?" The nurse gave a small smile and waited expectantly for the young woman to declare herself.

"If you have a moment I'd like to discuss my, um, uh, physical,

uh, development," Alicia stammered as her blush deepened

Mary scanned the girl from head to toe and was very pleased with

what she saw. The young woman standing in her doorway was average

height, slender, with long and very appealing legs quite visible below her short skirt.

She had thick, wavy golden brown hair styled in that tussled look, and a very pretty face. If there was anything unusual at all it would be

that the girl's bust was somewhat larger than average but not at all

disproportionately so. Indeed, pleasantly so.

Just from what she could see, the young female student's breasts were firm and stood high on her chest, a lacy bra just peeking out from under her white buttoned blouse.

Mary felt an all too familiar stirring between her legs, sitting there looking at the would-be patient who was apparently focusing on her shoes. She had to remind herself to be careful. Even though the signals were all there she could end up with a catastrophic result if she was misreading this ripe young thing's intentions.

"Certainly," the nurse replied with a steady voice. "Come in and just close the door behind you."

Alicia stepped forward into the office and turned to shut the door, giving Mary a delightful moment to survey the goods under the back of that tight skirt.

"Please pull that latch at the top across so we won't be interrupted," the nurse asked.

Alicia reached up and slid the wide bar, like a dead bolt, into position. It seated with a satisfying little clunk. She knew this caused a red sign to be displayed on the outside of the door, indicating that the nurse was busy.

Turning back toward the nurse she looked at her briefly before casting her gaze toward the floor again. Mary Carter wore a crisp white blouse over a white skirt. Though she could have passed for ten years younger, the very attractive woman was thirty years old.

Alicia knew this from the information she had pried out of Sarah a couple of days ago. Alicia had tracked her friend down to find out more about what had happened the day Sarah had gone down to see the nurse with a stomachache; the episode Bella had told her about.

"That's right," Sarah had told her "She made me take off my skirt and

panties. I'm sure she's queer. She's thirty years old and still

not married. Did you know that?"

The fact finding was necessary before she tried to entice the young nurse into giving her what she wanted. Bella's experience with her breasts being touched could have very easily been accidental, with Bella just overreacting.

Alicia wanted to be as sure as possible that there was some substance to the rumor her friends had started, and some possibility of experiencing what she so desperately had wanted for quite some time.

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"Please have a seat," Miss Carter encouraged. "Just relax and tell me what's troubling you."

Alicia sat down in the chair beside the desk. Wringing her hands in a paroxysm of nervousness she kept her head down, but had her eyes turned upward to study the attractive nurse's reaction to what she was saying.

"Well, uh, I just want to make sure, um, that I'm developing, uh, you know, uh, normally?" The girl stammered.

"You certainly look ok," Miss Carter observed. "Is there anything specific you're concerned about?"

"Yes, well, uh, for one thing..." the girl bit her lip lightly and hesitated again. "It's, um... my breasts," Alicia finally got out, sneaking a look at Mary Carter's face as she said it.

The pretty young girl had to suppress a victory smile when she saw the nurse's eyes light up and get wider at the statement.

"What about your breasts, are they painful?"

"No," the girl continued with a little more confidence, "it's just that they are so much bigger than most of the other girls, and I want to make sure they're, um, ok."

The statement gave Mary license to openly stare at her young visitor's chest, which didn't disappoint either woman.

"There is certainly a normal range of development," the nurse commented with a veiled look of longing in her eyes. "From what I can see yours appear to be in that range."

"Are you sure?" Alicia pleaded, now looking her target brazenly in the eye. A subtle smile crossed Mary's face.

"I'd be happy to check them further for you, if you want," the nurse said. Mary kept her professional face on, but Alicia detected a gleam in the nurse's eyes.

"I think I'd feel better if you did," Alicia replied, still watching Mary's face. She could see a small cloud of uncertainty crossing the nurse's face so she decided she'd better act quickly before it was too late.

"I mean, um, what happens in here is strictly confidential, isn't it? Like doctor-patient confidentiality, right? I mean, um, uh, if I can't trust a nurse, who can I trust? I'm, um, sure you'll be able to give me the help I need, right? And, like, it will be just between us, right?"

The young nurse had a very good idea of what this pretty girl wanted but she had to be careful. Her whole career -- her life -- could be in danger! Had she just been given license to enjoy that luscious body with a promise of discretion?

The temptation was too much now. This delectable female was practically throwing herself at the older woman, and Mary could not control her desire to give her just what she needed.

She kept her eyes locked on Alicia's and told her, "I'll need you to remove your blouse," then after a pause she added, "and your bra as well."

Mary Carter felt the heat of arousal rising in her. What was this sweet young thing up to? It was hard for Mary to believe that she was actually concerned about her body, as beautiful as it was.

But if the girl wasn't being truthful, just what was her game? "Did this gorgeous young woman know how turned on she was?" Mary wondered.

"Keep your professional demeanor," Mary thought. "You can enjoy yourself but don't get carried away."

Alicia stood and unbuttoned her blouse slowly, her eyes downcast. As the white blouse opened button by button, Mary could see more and more of the sexy white bra, the firm twin globes standing tall on the young woman's chest, and her flat midriff. Soon Alicia was shrugging the white blouse off her shoulders and she stood straight, pushing her chest out for the nurse's inspection.

Mary looked at Alicia's face again searching for a clue. What did she see there? Nervousness certainly, but there was something else. Yes, was it arousal? It certainly seemed so, yet Mary continued to caution herself.

The girl deposited her top on the chair. The nurse's eyes were glued to the view of the lacy white bra, and what it covered, with intense anticipation.

Alicia reached behind herself with that awkward arm and hand position that was reserved exclusively for unfastening your own bra. Despite the fact that her hands were shaking she was pleased at how smoothly she was able to release the hooks.

Lowering her arms to a normal position, the girl paused a moment, absorbing the erotic tension she felt. Mary realized she was holding her breath.

Then she saw that Alicia's dark nipples were erect and straining against the thin fabric of her bra. She immediately imagined them under her mouth and her fingers and the heat between her legs flared.

Alicia thought she saw the anticipation on Mary Carter's face as she reached up and grasped the shoulder straps. She pulled the undergarment downward, feeling the cups cling and then release from her tingling breasts, all the while observing the nurse's reaction.

As her breasts finally came into view she saw the nurse's eyes widen. Alicia stood naked to the waist, her bra hanging from her left hand. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this and the look on Nurse Carter's face told her that her plan was going to work perfectly.

"My God, they're even more beautiful than I imagined," Mary thought, as she boldly inspected the girl's magnificent bosom.

Despite their size they stood proudly out from Alicia's chest with a little upturn at the end. They were capped with lovely brown areolas surrounding pebbly mushroom cap nipples, taut with need and invitation.

Alicia could clearly see the appreciation in Mary's eyes and still wondered how much further than appreciation she could make it go.

In the cool air of the tiny office Alicia felt her nipples stiffen, partly from the temperature but even more from the sexual tension that was engulfing her.

The nurse, struggling to control her breathing, stood and took the two steps needed to position herself directly in front of the half-naked young woman.

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Concentrating on steadying her shaking hands Mary asked, "May I have permission to touch you?"

"Yesss!" Alicia breathed out and managed not to say "Pleeese!"

Barely waiting for the reply, Mary's hands cupped the underside of her `patient's' breasts. Alicia's body stiffened at the feel of the soft, warm hands on her tits, which now felt even hotter.

The nurse's hands were warm but to the young girl they felt like fire. Both of her breasts immediately began to overheat, and the heat spread with startling speed downward to meet the fire that had been rising from below her waist since before she'd even left home that morning.

Alicia closed her eyes and bit her lip trying to suppress a moan form the sensation of having her breasts touched, but a soft 'Mmmm' still escaped. Mary heard it and started applying a gentle but steadily increasing pressure upward, and slightly inward.

She marveled at the firm resilience of the nubile flesh. Closing her hands to add a squeezing motion the nurse thrilled at her new playthings. She was looking intently at that beautiful chest and wishing she could suck on the hardening pretty brown nipples. She knew she still needed to be very careful.

"Have you had your breasts examined before?" she asked in the most professional tone she could summon.

"Um, no," came a breathless croak in reply. The girl's eyes were closed and her head slightly tilted back. Her lips were parted as she thrilled to the touch of pretty Nurse Carter fondling her breasts, sending jolts of electricity through her young body.

"The exam I'm doing is different than the more common one," said the nurse. I'm not really checking for lumps; I'm just getting a feel for the density of your breast tissue."

The nurse continued to squeeze and caress her breasts. Alicia opened her eyes and was studying the expression on her fondler's face. She was quite sure now that Miss Carter was very much enjoying herself, and so was she. It felt as good or better than she'd ever imagined!

"I'll also be checking your nipples," Mary said, and Alicia felt her knees go weak at the matter of fact statement.

"It's important that they become properly erect and that there is no discharge," Mary said. "Have you ever noticed any staining in your bra or on your night clothes, anything like that?"

"Um, uh, no," Alicia replied. Her eyes were closed again in ecstasy and then she began moaning. She couldn't help it.

"Oh! Uh! Oh, oh!" she breathed, her voice rising as Mary's thumbs were now making contact with the rigidly stiff points of the young girl's tits.