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From MrDouble@ix.netcom.com Fri Sep 27 01:26:38 1996
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Paul's Playmates - 1  (Mf, pedo)
From: MrDouble@ix.netcom.com
Date: Fri, 27 Sep 1996 00:26:38 GMT


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Archive-name: Young/paulpm01.txt
Archive-author: Masked One
Archive-title: Paul's Playmates - 1
        

    I guess things all started with Paul around 2 years ago, when I
was 
    nine. I was standing out in front of the ice cream store by where
I 
    live, wishing I had some money for an ice cream. Paul was walking
down 
    the street, and saw me looking in. He stopped and asked me why,
and 
    when I told him I didn't have any money, he took me inside and
bought 
    me one with 2 scoops! I thought he was really nice. He wasn't very

    tall, and he had a suit on. We walked around for a little while
while 
    we ate our cones, talking. He asked my name (Jenny), how old I was
(9), 
    what grade I was in in school (third) and other stuff like that.
He was 
    35, and worked as a field service guy - that meant he got to
travel all 
    around and fix stuff. Pretty soon we came to the park. He asked if
I'd 
    like to sit and talk for a little while. I said OK, and told him
we 
    could go to my secret place by the creek that went by the park. He

    smiled and followed me there. It's a place I found in the bushes
down 
    by the creek where you can crawl in and there's space inside to
sit up 
    and stuff, but the bushes are so thick you can't see in. I wasn't
sure 
    if Paul wanted to go in because of his clothes, but he smiled and
said 
    it was OK. We sat down, and Paul put his arm around me. I liked
that, 
    cause since my dad died, I only get to cuddle with an older guy
when 
    one of my uncles sits for me. So I moved closer and put my arm
around 
    him. He told me what a pretty girl I was and how he was glad he
met me 
    because it's hard to meet people when you're traveling a lot.
While we 
    talked, he put his other arm around me in front, so I did it too.
He 
    asked me if I liked older guys. I told him yeah, cause all the
guys my 
    own age act real dumb. Then he looked in my eyes and said "enough
to 
    kiss one?", and I nodded. He leaned over and brushed my lips with
his 
    gently, then again, a little harder, then his lips opened and he 
    started kissing me with his tongue! I never let a guy do anything
to me 
    before, and I wasn't real sure what to do, so I started playing
with 
    his tongue with mine. It was really neat. I started feeling all
tingly. 
    He stopped the kiss and asked me how I liked it. "Great!!!" "Think

    maybe you might like to have a boyfriend - at least when I'm in
town?" 
    "YESSSSSS!!!" "Then come here", he said, sitting up a little to
pull me 
    closer to him. When he kissed me this time it was long, slow, and
real 
    gentle - and I got more and more tingly. He kissed my face, my
neck, my 
    ears... all very softly. It kind of tickled, but it felt really
good! 
    When he kissed my mouth again, he reached up and gently stroked my
left 
    nipple through my shirt. I thought it was going to explode!!! The 
    tingling got to be a LOT more!! It even started to tingle between
my 
    legs and I could feel myself getting kinda wet. I didn't know what
it 
    was yet, but it felt really great! I guess I kinda moaned, and he 
    smiled and said "You really like this, don't you?" All I could do
was 
    nod my head. "If you take your shirt off, I'll make you feel a lot

    better", Paul said. I didn't know how he could do that, but I
wanted to 
    find out! I slipped my t-shirt off, but then I felt kinda
embarrassed 
    cause I didn't have anything on top yet. I'm just starting to now.
But 
    my nipples were really hard, and I didn't have much time to be 
    embarassed when he leaned over and kissed my nipples - first the
left, 
    then the right. I never knew anything could feel that good! It was
much 
    better than when he rubbed them! While he kissed one he'd rub the 
    other, then he'd switch, back and forth, kissing my chest and
stomach, 
    while I closed my eyes and felt the tingling rush over me, like 
    electricity. I wanted to make him feel good too, so I started to 
    unbutton his shirt. He shook his head and took my hand and put it
on 
    his lap. He had a boner!! It was really big (at least compared to
the 
    guys in my class). He took my hand and put it right on it! It was
all 
    hot, and it kinda twitched through his pants. "Can I take it out?"
"Of 
    course, sweetheart, just be as gentle as I was to you till you
learn". 
    I unzipped his pants and reached in through his underpants to pull
it 
    out. When I touched it, he jumped a little and so did it and my
hand 
    got a little wet. When I took out my hand to see, he said "It's
just my 
    man juice, honey. You really turn me on". I liked that idea a lot,
and 
    licked it off my hand, smiling at him, before I reached back in.
It 
    tasted kinda salty and kinda the way Paul smelled... and I really
liked 
    it. Finally I pulled his thing out of his pants. It looked kinda
funny, 
    really, but neat. It looked like it was wearing an army helmet! A
drop 
    of Paul's man juice was at the end, and I licked it off! Paul
kinda 
    trembled when I did it, so I asked if it was OK. He said "OK? I
really 
    love it, Jen. You want to make me feel really, really good?" I
said yes 
    really fast cause I was really excited to think I could make a
grown-up 
    feel good like he had done to me. He told me to play with it with
my 
    hands and mouth - just kind of explore. When I started, he reached

    under my gym shorts and started rubbing my butt while I explored
him. I 
    gave it little kisses and it jumped with every one. I licked up
and 
    down the shaft. It was so big I had to use both hands to hold it.
Paul 
    told me to move my mouth up and down over the tip and pump my
hands up 
    and down on the shaft, and I could have a big drink of man juice.
When 
    I started, he slid his hand under my panties and started running
his 
    fingers up and down my butthole and my private parts. It felt
better 
    than having my nipples kissed!I could feel myself getting really
wet 
    between my legs, and I heard Paul moan, so I knew I was doing OK
for 
    him. Suddenly his thing started twitching really hard in my mouth.
Paul 
    moaned again and said "Oh Jenny, yes, god, yes, It feels so good,
don't 
    stop, don't unnngghhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!" His man juice started to shoot
out 
    - and there was a lot of it, and it came out really hard and fast.
I 
    didn't want to lose any, so I swallowed and swallowed, all the
time 
    moving my head up and down on my new boyfriend's shaft. It was
really 
    neat, too, cause while I sucked and swallowed, it got less and
less 
    hard - kinda like I was sucking all the hardness out of it. Less
and 
    less came out, till finally no more, and he was all limp. I looked
up 
    at him and said "Did I do it right?" He smiled, then pulled me
into his 
    lap and kissed me for a long, long time. "I love you, Jenny. You
are 
    perfect. You did better than most grown-up women." "I love you,
Paul. 
    Nobody else has ever made me feel like you did." "Well, there's
lots 
    more we can do and you'll feel even better, darling." "I have to
go 
    home now, though. My mom gets real mad if I'm late. But could we
do 
    more later?" "Well, tomorrow is Saturday, can you get out?" "Yeah,
I 
    can get up early and tell my mom I'm going to go play. She usually

    likes me out of the house playing on Saturday". "Great! I'm at
room 146 
    at the Motel - it's one of the cabins in back. You can get in and
out 
    without anyone ever knowing you're there." "Good", I said
giggling. "I 
    sure don't want my mom to find out!" "Neither do I" "Don't worry,
I 
    would never tell her - or anyone about you. OK?" "OK. But we
better get 
    dressed and get you home." Paul helped me back into my t-shirt,
and I 
    tucked him back in his pants, then he kissed me again, lovingly.
"I 
    love you, Jen. See you tomorrow." "I love you, Paul, can I come
real 
    early?" "Come whenever you want, sweetheart. You're my girlfriend
now." 
    "See you tomorrow, then!!"

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From MrDouble@ix.netcom.com Fri Sep 27 01:26:45 1996
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Paul's Playmates - 3  (Mf, pedo)
From: MrDouble@ix.netcom.com
Date: Fri, 27 Sep 1996 00:26:45 GMT

Archive-name: Young/paulpm03.txt
Archive-author: Masked One
Archive-title: Paul's Playmates - 3


    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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