Alicia 5

I Lose My Man!

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I celebrated my tenth birthday at the English estate.� I did not have a party, but Priscilla and Daddy were both there, and we did have a cake at dinner.� The next day we had to return to London, as I had to take more tests to see where I would be placed in school.� Also, Daddy had to prepare for a trip next weekend, so I am shivering with anticipation of what Mr. Kaplan will have in store for me at his new house.� It will be my first sleepover weekend there, and Mr. Kaplan has assured me I am going to enjoy it.� I told him, "Promises, promises!"� He has been telling me to wait until I am ten ever since the first day he stuck a finger in my hole.� At least that is better than Daddy saying I have to wait until I am sixteen.

Mr. Kaplan picked me up at Daddy's apartment on Saturday.� It was boat race day, so we went to a secluded parking spot on the river to watch.� First there was no one there, so Mr. Kaplan unbuttoned my blouse and rubbed my chest.� Now that I am ten, my nipples are a little fatter, and if you look close, you can see little mounds starting to form on my chest.� The nipples are very sensitive now, and I usually wear an undershirt so they do not rub on my shirt.� But Mr. Kaplan does not like undershirts.� While we sat there and he played with my chest, Mr. Kaplan told me he was going to use every one of my holes that day.� That made me all shaky and shivery with excitement.� I started to get wet.� I get wet very easily now that I am so old.� Then some darn other cars came in and I had to button my blouse.� We decided to leave and go to another building where Daddy has offices, and watch the race from the second floor balcony.

When we got there, Mr. Kaplan showed me off to several of his fellow workers.� I looked nice in a short checkered skirt, white blouse, and I had black tights over white knickers.� Mr. Kaplan even pulled my skirt up in back when I was hanging on to the railing.� My white knickers showed through.� Two of the men kissed me and one touched my bum while we kissed.� When the racers were going by, Mr. Kaplan pushed up against my bum, and I could feel his hardness pressing into my bum crack.� When the racers were all past, we left, and Mr. Kaplan took me to a nice restaurant for dinner.� Then we went to his new house.� Mr. Kaplan dismissed the maid who was watching the retarded girl, and then he took her to the bathroom and gave her a shower.� I helped.� Then we dressed JoAnn in her pajamas and put her to bed.� JoAnn has bigger boobs than me, but she is thinner and does not have a real good figure like I do.� She can hardly talk.� Mr. Kaplan is such a nice man to take care of JoAnn for her grandparents.� She is eleven, and very badly retarded.�

After JoAnn went to sleep, Mr. Kaplan took me to his bedroom.� His big bed was all covered with a big white sheet.� Mr. Kaplan and I stripped and then we went in to take a shower together.� It was fun and exciting to be in the shower with a naked man.� It was the first time I had ever seen Mr. Kaplan's cock.� He had a big, very dark one.� He let me soap it up and wash it.� It got real hard when I washed it.� He made me stop washing because he didn't want to cum and spoil all the fun.� We got out and Mr. Kaplan dried me off and put some nice smelling powder on me.� We went on the bed, and Mr. Kaplan and I kissed and cuddled on the big bed.� Then Mr. Kaplan bummed me.� First he put some nice smelling oil on me.� Then he had me lie on my front.� He spread my legs out really wide, and then he put some grease on my bum.� Then he had a thing like a lollypop that he stuck up my bum, and he put grease on it and made me all slippery back there in my hole.� I was wiggling around and giggling sometimes, because I was ticklish back there, and no one had ever touched me like he was doing.� Then he got between my legs, and I felt his big hard thing pushing its way into me.� It hurt a little at first, but not bad, and I soon forgot about that when he was about half way in.� He started moving in and out.� Then he grunted, and grunted and pushed into me hard.� Then he kind of collapsed on my back, and did not move, or say anything for a while.� I guess he had a cum in my bum.

I was wondering if that was all there was to bumming, and hoping that fucking would be more enjoyable than that, when Mr. Kaplan said he was sorry, but all the anticipation had made him so horny he lost it, and he came way too soon.� He wasn't hard anymore, but he was still in me, and he said he would get hard again faster if he stayed there.� He kissed my cheek and the back of my neck and my shoulders, but he said I shouldn�t move when I wiggled my bum.� So I thought about the letter I had written my new friend after Mr. Kaplan had told me what he was going to do when I was ten.� Mr. JimBob was one of my favorite authors to read when Mr. Kaplan was fingering me on his lap, and I was thrilled when he said Mr. JimBob would answer my letter if I sent him an email.� I wrote several emails, and he answered every one.� When I told him what Mr. Kaplan said about filling all my holes, and asked him about sucking on Mr. Kaplan's cock and what to do with his cum, he answered that sex should be two people giving each other pleasure, and I should be sure that I really wanted to start so young.� If I did not want to do something or wasn't ready for that yet, I should say so, and not have to do it.� He advised me that I should be very sure because once you give up your virginity, you would never be the same person again.��� If I did suck it, and if he came in my mouth, I could spit it out, or I could swallow.� It would not hurt me.� He said it should be up to me what I did.� I liked that advice.� I thought about it as we lay there together.

Then Mr. Kaplan started moving again and I forgot about everything else.� This sex stuff was all so new and exciting!� I was so wet.� Mr. Kaplan bummed me hard and fast and for a long time before he started to grunt and strain to try to get more into me as I felt his hot cum spurting into me this time.� We were both all sticky and sweaty and he decided we better take another shower.� Mr. Kaplan gave me some tissues to hold on my bum as I ran for the bathroom. �We both showered and soaped each other and washed each other.� Mr. Kaplan put a new sheet on the bed and he lay down on his back and asked me to suck him.�� He said if I did that and swallowed his cum there would forever be a little part of him inside me.� I wanted to do this for the man I loved.� I got between his legs and took him into my mouth and sucked on the big knob. I did all the different things he asked me to do.� I sucked and nibbled and licked for a long time, and when he had his cum, he held my head so I could not have spit it out if I had wanted to do so.� Then I swallowed.

We crawled under his covers to rest for a while, and we both fell asleep.� In the night I woke up and Mr. Kaplan was holding me tight and his big hard thing was sticking between my legs.� When I wiggled around, he woke up.� He turned me to face him, and he started French kissing me deep and hard.� I had never done so much kisses before, and soon I was breathless.� I was also clutching his cock with both hands.� When I thought I could not stand the excitement any longer, he did something to make me even more excited.� He threw the bed covers off, and crawled between my legs.� He turned on a bedside lamp, and he examined my pussy very carefully, opening it wide and poking into every nook and cranny.� Then he bent down and began to lick it!� I had a cum.� Now he was so strong and forceful I could not have stopped him had I wanted to.� He crawled between my legs and up over me.� He rubbed the big purple head of his cock up and down my wet slick crack until his cock was all slippery too, and then he thrust it right on into me.� I felt a small pain as it stretched me slightly.� I had no hymen, but I was a virgin as far as cocks were concerned.� This was the biggest thing that had ever gone in there.��� My clit was super sensitive, and I cried out in pleasure as the big shaft rubbed it all the way in.

This was nothing like getting it in the bum.� This was the real thing!� This was the way it was supposed to be!� This was what I had spent my whole life waiting for!� This was IT!� I was finally having sex with a strong, virile man who knew what it was all about.� When he went all the way inside me, I had a cum.� When he started long slow strokes, I had a cum.� This excited him and he began fucking into me hard and fast.� It was easy to get Mr. Kaplan excited.� We had a cum together, and he had to rest on top of me.� He did not pull his big cock out, even after it went soft.� I think he even slept a little on top of me.� I did not mind. �He wasn't too heavy and I liked the feel of his warm body against mine.� I knew what I had been made for now.

When Mr. Kaplan woke up, there was light in the room from the rising sun.� He looked down at me and kissed me.� I could feel him growing big and hard inside me again.� I had a little cum just thinking about what might happen next.� It was just like last night in feelings.� My clit was rubbed and rubbed and I thought I might die from the pleasure I was feeling.� Mr. Kaplan showed me different positions.� He knew a lot of them.� Some of them gave me little cums when he would put it in.� He told me I had a "G" spot and he tried to find it, first with his finger and then with his cock.� He asked me to tell him when he fit it.� I couldn't tell, but it all felt so good to me.� He lasted for a long time before he came.� I was exhausted.� He said I should sleep a while, but he had to take care of JoAnn.�� I went back to sleep and did not wake up until ten o'clock.��� Two of my holes were sore.� The other one was hungry.� It had been quite a night, and I could not wait to tell my new friend Mr. Roberts about it.� I needed a shower bad.� Mr. Kaplan showed me a thing he called a douche and took me into the bathroom and showed me how to use it.� I really felt clean after that and my shower and powdering up.�� Mr. Kaplan gave me some lunch and then he took me home.� We got there just after Daddy got home.� I was tired and yawned all afternoon.� After supper I told Daddy that I had stayed up past my bedtime last night playing games with Mr. Kaplan.� I didn't tell him what the games were.� Before I went to bed, I wrote Mr. JimBob a note and told him all about what we did.

Mr. JimBob was not too happy with my and Mr. Kaplan's reports of how we had spent the weekend. �He wrote me back something that I did not know before.� Mr. Kaplan never told me that.� He was fucking his sister since she was twelve, and he was fucking the retarded girl every day.� He was fucking his little eight year old adopted sister.� He also had a new little girl who was six and lived close to his new home and came over to visit every day.� Mr. JimBob told me Mr. Kaplan had told him all of this before.� He said it was too dangerous to write to me and him, because he was sure Mr. Kaplan was going to get caught because he was a showoff and not careful enough.�� Mr. JimBob stopped writing to us.� Mr. Kaplan and I did not stop what we were doing .� My daddy had some meetings and Mr. Kaplan volunteered to baby sit with me.� We had sex in my bed.� That was extra exciting, being naked with a man in my virginal bed.� Mr. Kaplan took me for a ride, and we did it in his car by the river.� There were other cars parked there, and Mr. Kaplan said that they were couples doing the same thing, but none of the others had a girl as young and beautiful as I was.� We did it twice there that evening we were supposed to be at the theater.

After Mr. Kaplan and I had been meeting for sex whenever we could for about six months, Daddy had to send Mr. Kaplan to Asia on a special mission.� On his second day in Syria, Mr. Kaplan was shot and killed in a riot attack in the streets of Damascus.� I could not believe the news when Daddy told me.� I had just found the only man besides my Daddy that loved me and that I could love, and now I had lost him.� How could he do this to me?� I cried all weekend.� I did not want to go back to school, but Daddy said I should be busy to help me forget.� I wanted to tell Daddy I could never forget my first man, but In spite of my grief, I knew better.� I had to keep our secret.� I went to the only other man who seemed to understand who I was.� I wrote to Mr. JimBob at the last email address we had used.��� I told him that Mr. Kaplan had been shot dead in Syria two days earlier.� I didn't tell him of my feelings.� He would know.

THE END OF PART 5

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