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...


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