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Paul's Playmates - 3 of 3
author: Masked One
LuKisha's Birthday
I first met Paul a couple of months ago, just before my tenth
birthday. I had to do detention at school, and he was installing some
computers or something at my school offices. We got to be really
close... but I'm getting ahead of myself.
I guess I should tell you a little about me. My name's Lukisha, but
most of my friends call me Keesha or Lucky. I'm ten (I already said
that), and in fourth grade. I'm about 4'5" tall, with brown hair that I
wear in braids, and brown eyes. Oh yeah, I'm Black, too. That's kind of
hard around here, cause there's only a couple of other of Black kids in
my school and none are my age. A lot of the boys tease me about it,
especially now since my body is starting to develop. It usually doesn't
bother me too much, but sometimes... Anyway, I live with my mom in a
really small apartment near my school. Me and my mom don't get along
real well. She had me when she was 16, and my Dad took off on her. Now,
I kinda think she wishes she didn't have to take care of me, cause she
wants to have fun.
She doesn't let me stop her from having fun, though. She works nights,
then after work she has friends over. She's real popular with guys. A
lot of them sleep over with her. In fact, that was the first time I
ever saw anyone having sex. I was asleep one night, I guess I was
around eight, when I got woke up by some noises coming from her room.
They sounded funny, like people moaning, so I went to see. Her door was
open a crack, and when I looked in, I saw her and a friend naked on her
bed. He was lying on his back, and something was sticking out of
himthat my mom was sucking on. I heard him moan, "Oh, baby, yes, suck
it, suck my cock, mmmmmm..." and stuff like that. My mom was moving her
head up and down on his - cock - and she was playing with something
under it too. I never saw anyone do anything like that before, so I sat
and watched. He reached over and started squeezing her ass and putting
his finger in her asshole. Now she started to moan too. He said, "Baby,
I want to shoot it in your ass, come over here." She rolled over onto
her stomach, and pushed her butt up in the air. Then, he got over her
and started to put his cock in her asshole! I thought it would really
hurt, but she started moaning and moving around, crying out, "Oh, yes,
yes, more, I want it deep in me..." Most of the time they just moaned,
though, but he started to move it in and out of her, then in a couple
of minutes he kind of shuddered, and they just kind of fell together,
like someone let all the air out of them. I got up and went back to my
room, wondering what I just saw.
I learned what it was over the next couple of years. Lots of times,
when my mom had someone over, I'd sneak down and watch. So I got to see
lots of stuff. I wondered what it would feel like, but I never did
anything with a boy, because I didn't like them teasing me. I just
concentrated on school (I get all A's) and not making my mom mad. Then
I met Paul...
Like I said, I was on detention. I - well, I tried to hit a boy who
was teasing me with a baseball bat. I missed, but a teacher saw me, so
I had to do "office detention". That's where you go to the office, and
if they have work you do it, or else you sit in some desks they have
there. I was sitting at a desk, waiting for the time to go by, when I
heard a man's voice behind me say "If you're just going to sit there,
come over and help me." I turned around and saw him. He was really cute
- not super handsome, but cute. He had long brown hair, glasses, a
mustache (I really like them!), had his sleeves rolled up to work, and
was smiling really nice at me. He said he needed some help to test the
computers. He showed me what to do while he hooked them up. We got
talking, told our names, and it was really nice. He made me feel really
comfortable being with him. When it was time to go, he said "You're a
good assistant. I'm going to ask for you while I'm here!" I smiled at
him and barely got out "Thanks", I was so nervous. I mean, he was so
nice, and so cute, and all... Anyway, that's all that happened the
first few days, once in a while he'd rub my shoulder or squeeze me on
the arm, but that was all.
Then friday came. Friday was my tenth birthday. My mom started it off
by telling me she'd be out late with her friends. When I reminded her
it was my birthday, she told me I was lucky she still supported me.
Then some boys started teasing me on the way to school and wouldn't
stop. I was really, really sad. As I walked by the office at lunch,
Paul waved hi, but I just kind of walked by. Suddenly he looked real
concerned, and left the room. A second later he caught up to me.
"What's wrong, Keesha?" he asked. He looked really concerned. I said
"Can I talk to you? In private?" He said "Sure, come on.", and led me
to his car. He even opened the door for me. When we were inside, it all
came pouring out, my mom, the teasing, my birthday, and pretty soon I
was in his strong arms, crying. He stroked my hair, and cuddled me
close, reassuring me, telling me it was them, not me, till I stopped
crying. When I felt a little better, he said "Wait here a minute", and
went back to the office. In a minute, he was back. "Well, I pulled some
strings with the principal, and he agreed a young lady only gets one
tenth birthday, and it should be a great one, so he let you out with me
for today so we can celebrate." "Really?!?!" I almost shrieked. This
was too good to be true! I was really liking him a lot before, and now
this! I leaned over and gave him a big hug, as he pulled the car out of
the parking lot and said "So what do you want to do? This is your day.
What do you want for a b-day present?" I was so happy, I told him that
being with him was a good enough present, but he asked me what I'd
really like. Then it came to me. I said "Well, there is something I'd
like, but it's kinda embarassing." "Anything you want, sweetheart."
"Well, OK, but you have to promise me you won't laugh." He looked at me
a second, then said "Keesha, I'd never laugh at you. Or tease you. Or
hurt you. Not ever." I felt my heart melting. "Well... I... uh... told
my mom I need a training bra, but she just laughed at me." I'm not real
developed, yet, but I am starting. My breasts are about as big as half
a tennis ball, only flatter. I'm not developing anywhere else, though.
Paul looked me up and down, then said "Your mom isn't just a bitch,
she's a crazy bitch. Anyone can tell you're a beautifully developing
young woman. Shall we go and get you some beautiful clothes to go with
your beautiful body?" It made me feel really good to hear that, but I
was all embarassed still, too, and barely giggled "I don't have a
beautiful body." As we pulled into the Mall parking lot, he said "From
what I've seen of it, you have an incredible body. Shall we get some
clothes for it?"
And we did. We spent most of the afternoon at the mall, me trying on
clothes, Paul telling me how sexy and fine I looked, going from store
to store, his arm around my shoulders, touching me, making me feel
really safe, and special, and loved. When we got back to the car, I
slid over next to him, and he put his arm around me. I just kinda
melted into him, it felt so good! He asked what I'd like to do next,
and I told him I had to go home, cause I had to be there when my mom
called. He looked a little disappointed, but said he understood. On the
way to my house, he talked about how much he liked me, and how much fun
he'd had being with me. I didn't say much, just nodded and stuff, cause
I didn't want it to end, I just wanted to snuggle with him forever.
When we got near my house, I showed him the alley that ran behind it.
He parked behind my house, and said "Keesha, I really had a good time
with you today. I really love being with you." "I know, I wish I didn't
have to go in." "Well, I'm staying at the motel," he said, telling me
what room. "If you have any time this weekend," looking deep into my
eyes, "I'd really love to see you". Then he leaned over and pressed his
lips to mine, and began to open his mouth. I knew enough about French
kissing to know I wanted him to do it to me, so I opened my mouth for
him. He was so gentle, so soft, so loving... we kissed for what seemed
like forever. "Remember, I'd love to see you any time. Happy Birthday,
darling." I nodded, and said "Me, too." THen I gathered up my presents,
he kissed me again, and I slid out of the car.
But even as he drove away I knew what I was gonna do. I ran to the
house and took a quick shower. While I waited for my mom to call, I put
on the prettiest outfit I got that day, a lacy pink blouse and skirt
set, pink anklets, panties, my new bra, and my saddle shoes, cause Paul
said he thought they were real sexy. When my mom called, I told her
that I was gonna stay the night at a friend's house. Then I left as
fast as I could for his hotel.
When Paul answered the door he seemed a little surprised to see me,
but kinda too like he expected it. He said I really looked very pretty
and very sexy the way I was dressed. I said "Well, if I'm so pretty,
don't I even get a kiss hello?" He smiled and said "Of course, my love"
as I sat down next to him on the couch. we hugged each other close, and
kissed some more... slow, long, deep, and I felt wonderful! "Oh Paul, I
feel so good when I'm with you, so safe, so loved..." "I know, Keesha,
I feel the same way. I didn't want to leave you this afternoon. I
wanted to bring you here and keep you with me, to hold you, to kiss
you, to..." "I want you to, Paul. I never want to leave. That's why I
told my mom I was staying at a friend's house tonight." Paul hugged me
tighter. "You mean you want to stay with me tonight?" "I do, if you
want me to." "Of course, my love, of course I do. But..." He frowned a
little. "Do you know what'll happen if you stay here tonight?" "Yes,
darling. I know. I've seen my mom with her boyfriends before. I've seen
her do lots of things. I want to do those things with you, if you'll
let me... I mean, if you don't think I'm too young, or not developed
enough, or..." He shushed me. "Keesha, sweet, beautiful Keesha, I've
wanted you since we first met. I want you to share your body with me,
to not hold back, to trust me, and I'll make you feel wonderful, just
wonderful." "You already do, my love. I'm a little scared, but I want
to make you happy. I'll do anything you want me to." " Well," he said,
cradling me in his arms and lifting me off the couch, "I think we might
feel more comfortable on the bed." I nodded, and he carried me over and
lay me on the bed. He stood over me, looking me up and down. "God,
baby, you're so very beautiful." "Come lay next to me, I want to kiss
some more." "I will, but first.." He moved to my feet and slipped my
shoes off, then my socks, stroking my feet. I never expected it to feel
that good! I mean, I knew what it felt like to get excited from
watching my mom, but I never got this excited before! He stroked my
lower legs, caressing them gently, as he lay next to me. When we kissed
this time, I started panting really hard, making little soft sounds in
my throat. Paul was so gentle, so loving, that I hardly knew he had my
blouse and bra off till I felt his loving mouth around my breasts,
kissing around them, grazing my nipples with his mustache, teasing
them. I could feel my nipples get hard as he kissed and sucked them,
sucking my entire breast into his mouth, tonguing it, oh it feels so
good, makes me so hot and so excited, spreading my legs to let him move
between them. His hands and mouth explored me as I lay there and soaked
up all the new feelings, all the pleasure, all his love... I felt like
I was drifting in and out, moaning, so good, as he unfastens my skirt,
sliding it off, kissing me between my legs, on my panties, through my
soaked panties, down my thighs, back up again, gently rolling me over
to kiss my ass, sliding my panties off, off, till I am naked before
him, kissing my naked butt, making growling sounds as he noses his way
down my butthole, kissing it, now licking it, and it feels better than
ever, and his tongue is going in and out of me, and I'm melting,
melting, pushing my ass up against his tongue, now a finger slipping
into my pussy,first a little, then deeper as he feels my wetness, and
flash bulbs are going off behind my eyelids as I feel myself clamp down
on his finger and my asshole tightens on his tongue, I bite the pillow
as wave after wave of passion, of love sweeps over me. Over and over I
climax and climax, as Paul's tongue leaves my butt and his kisses run
up and down my back, to my neck, kissing my neck, my ears, I feel his
cock rubbing my butthole, probing, pressing, slipping in a little, then
out, then back in. I try to press up to meet him but I don't have the
strength, washed away by my love. Slowly, patiently, his cock enters my
ass, deeper each time, and I feel myself being stretched, opened up,
deeper and deeper, and it's so much all I can do is moan and shake,
deeper still, lifting my hips, till I can feel his hips against my ass,
and his balls graze my pussy, he moans "I love you Keesha, love your
beautiful body, love your tight ass, love feeling my cock inside you."
All I can do is moan, but he understands, as he starts to pump his cock
in and out of my ass, and he loves me, he thinks I'm beautiful and
sexy, he loves my young body, as much as I love him, love how his cock
feels inside me, love how he makes me cum again and again and again,
and I can feel him start to tense up, and his body stiffen, and I'm off
again, as I feel his hot cum spurting deep in my asshole, adding to my
own heat, again and again, cuming for what seems like forever, I feel
his cock start to soften a little, still shooting the last drops, till
he collapses on top of me, not heavy, but comfortable and loving and
warm, as we both drift off to sleep...
More to cum...
The Masked One
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a little, still shooting the last drops, till
he collapses on top of me, not heavy, but comfortable and loving and
warm, as we both drift off to sleep...
More to cum...
The Masked One
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