Date: Fri, 9 Nov 2018 17:17:07 -0500 (EST) From: E MOSER Subject: Francois: # 40: Paige and Francois Make a Baby Bi-sexual High School & Francois: # 40: Paige and Francois Make a Baby Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals. Paige and Francois Make a Baby by Larry Marian "The kids are with grandparents for the week.They're set.I'm going to miss you Mason." "Come on, Paige. A week with Francois in San Francisco and you say you'll miss me?I can see the headlines:"Mixed Race Couple arrested for having sex on trapeze at the Golden /Gate Bridge." Paige laughed."And what are you going to do?" "You're flying to San Francisco as the good, but retired first concubine of a U.S. Army captain.I'm flying to Fort Sill, Oklahoma to comfort his wife, his now retired fourth concubine and their two friends, his semi-retired second and third concubines, his undisclosed second and third wives. " "Just remember, there are children at Fort Sill." "I know."The two embraced with sloppy kisses.They broke. "Mason, better stop or I'm going to pull your pants down right here. `The taxi's waiting.He's blowing his horn...'. Love you darling." "I love you too, Paige,Give my brother Francois' my love." "Same to my sisters and their kids.Love you, Mason."She turned, grabbed the handle of her suitcase and left the house.Mason looked at his watch, then grabbed his, turned out the necessary lights, and followed her, getting into his car as hers drove away. Paige's flight to San Francisco took four hours and was, thankfully uneventful.She managed to read a few position papers and muse about what she was going to tell their just three Molly and almost six Fish about having a baby brother or sister.Would they wonder about the appearance?Well, things were better now. And she was going to see Francois after three years.Not just see, but be with - for a week. She had to marvel over the approach to the San Francisco airport.She saw nothing but water getting closer and closer until suddenly there was a breakwater, then a fence, then the concrete of the runway, a bounce, and they were on land. Deplaning took forever, of course.She could not write this off to business or office, so she was not full of caviar and champagne when she walked past TSA to see a six foot five ebony black man, his buttoned shirt have undone so she saw clearly the muscles on his chest, and his tight jeans, a noticeable bulge at the crotch.Suddenly she was fourteen again, flying towards him, jumping into his arms from five feet away, arms around his neck, kissing franticly.He responded. "Damn," he said."I should have rented an SUV.I don't think you want to wait until we get to the hotel room!" "I don't.But I don't want to ruin my political career for indecent exposure in the Fresco terminal. "She put her mouth next to his ear."Get me to that hotel!" Of course her one bag was the almost last one off the plane.She was almost back to six years old, hoping up and down on first one foot and then the other before she grabbed it and they walked out hand in hand to the mid sized car he'd rented. On the way to the downtown hotel, Francois asked, "Paige, you want to eat now?" "There's only one thing I want to eat now, love.Later. I do want to eat dinner, but not now." "You want to waste some? "We can waste the first time.How did we start, darling Mr. F?" "Hotel here we come." Since Francois had already checked in the two went straight up to their room, where he locked the door behind him, turned on one lamp, then shut off the overhead lights.As he did that Paige began undressing.Her blouse and bra on the floor, she went to him as his shirt came off.She dropped to her knees to begin working on his pants,which soon slid to the floor.She looked up at him."That's about the biggest shit eating grin I've seen in a long time, Captain M'urk."With that she pulled down his jockey's allowing the at least seven inch, thick cock to spring out, hard, pre-cum on the mushroom head. "Oh God, I still remember the first time I had this masterpiece in my mouth, David." Then the prick slid slowly into her mouth."Jesus Christ, Paige.So good.Oh, so good.I'm seventeen again.And you're twelve." She released the cock."No, my Black Night. I was thirteen.I was twelve in the White Rooms whereMason and I gave each other our virginity. "With that she went back to sucking him off.She didn't expect him to cum quickly and he didn't, but it was a sort of middle of the road length before he grabbed her head, held her close and began to shoot his wasted seed into her mouth.She gulped and swallowed.Finally she raised her head. He reached down to help her to her feet."That was fantastic, my sweet." "It was.You make me feel like a teen again.That anticipation - `Who is this `F'?Now I know.But your son and my daughter are to be graduated from college soon, and then get married and have their own kids and you and I will be grandparents and I'm still twelve and in a plain white room with another girl and a boy with the first hard on I'd ever seen."She smiled."You know, darling, Im an expert on hard ons." Her phone rang.She answered it."Mason, dear.You okay?Good,So was mine.Glad to hear they're fine.Really?All three?Wait a sec."She covered the phone,"You horndog you.All three are pregnant?"Francois nodded his head."Okay, Mason.I'm not. Yet. Be gentle with them.Okay, five months.Sure.Kiss them all for me.And take the kids to a store and buy them something they want.No. I don't love you.Adore is the word.Bye," "Well, he says Oklahoma is flat." "Was that a crack on you?I'll have to take him out to the East Range some day."He gave her a hug. "Look, dear, let's get dressed, go down to the bar, have a drink, go to the restaurant, get a steak or salmon, or something else grand with a nice California, then go back to our room, take off our clothes, hug and watch the fog roll in, then get into bed and fuck each other's brains out.How does that sound?" "Well, the last part sure sounds romantic. Let's do it," Later, they lay in bed, snuggled up, resting after making love to each other for the first time in three years."That was wonderful, my Cameroonian warrior.But - and I hate to say this - but the next three days we must ration ourselves.The Corporation has requested that you knock me up.They don't care if we do it in a strip bar or with some white coats taking an egg from me and having you jerk off while looking at a video of Cindy undressing into a petri dish.They want to see me waddle again.So. Next three days, once in the morning, once act night, for love and lust,Then, for the next three days, it might be room service, all three days." She kissed him. "I know.Corporation almost told me that to them I was a registered brood bull.I told them that I was in love with the cow they wanted me to hump, and had been for years.I told them it was you agreed to do this and not any udder."Her smack wasn't painful, "Tomorrow, sweet, we see San Francisco, as much as we can." They did.Their hotel, while not the Mark Hopkins stood close to Union Square so they rode the cable car to as close as they could to North Beach and a trip to City Lights Books, then to Fisherman's Wharf for lunch - oysters, of course for Paige.Then a bus ride to the Presidio and the Golden Gate.Finally, to have a selfie under the street signs, "Haight" and "Asbury".After the selfie, Paige, asked a passing stranger who looked like he'd been there in the `60s to take a picture of them,He did, and as he too the picture, she flashed her bare breasts as Francois pulled back his open shirt.He asked fora copy of the shot. The stranger sent it. They both read that Chinatown was best at night, so they went there after dark for dinner.There they had extra spicy Hunan Seafood along with a Rhine River Spatelesse, each using chop sticks and each explaining how they knew how to use them. They returned to their hotel, their room, to fall into bed, to snuggle, then make love, Paige insisting on the Mason Method."Damn it," she said as she rode Francois' cock, "He had no clue.It should be the `Paige method,'" "But love.You're a teen aged boy.You're about to do it,You want your love tohave it as nice as possible.So what do you call it?Paige or Mason?" "Oh. Mason.With us, Francois method,God, so good." "So good," Francois said. They slept wells in each other's arms. They woke early the next morning to see the fog outside. In the gentle light from the window they made love as they had so often over now so many years.Both preferred individual oral sex over 69, so Paige took the dark, purple headed eight inch cock into her mouth to bring him off.Smiling, Francois went between her parted knees to tongue her into a wonderful cum.Copying in reverse that first wonderful meetings soon as he was hard again heslid up her to kiss her as he gently eased his cock into her cunt.She moaned in delight."God, Francois, I've already cum three times." "I'm glad.I wonder if we have already made a baby?" "I don't think so.In any event, we're going to act like my little egg arrives tomorrow and wants lots of little sperm visitors so she can pick the best stud in the world to invite in."Forgetting what they'd said, before showering together they made love a second time, doggie style.They got dressed, then went down for breakfast, followed by getting the car and heading across the Golden Gate Bridge."You know, sweet heart, I've already messed up by sucking you off this morning.But I have a strong desire to do it again on this bridge. Maybe when we return this afternoon." "You do have a history of oral sex in a car, Paige." She laughed."Yes, and the first fifteen or so was your magnificent cock."She patted his arm."How many times could we have been caught?I mean in my drive way in the afternoon? Or in a new development after work?Or..." "Many places.And each was great. " Their first stop was Muir Woods, which took their breath away. They spent several hours there walking, first the two mile loop and then the half mile trail, and then off the trails where they could.They spoke in whispers, as though they were in a cathedral.The couple held hands most of the time, but when nobody came near, arms went around waists. >From there they drove to Sausalito for lunch atFish and then another walk through the town.Both of them marveled at all the house boats and the variety, from something only a little larger than a rowboat, to what appeared to be a floating palace.Then they popped into and out of various shops before finally heading back toward their hotel.As they approached the Golden Gate Francois put his hand on Paige's thigh."So, my beautiful white mistress, what about that hummer on the bridge? "Oh, my status has changed, has it?I'm no longer a retired head concubine, I'm your white mistress?Does that mean you have a black, or brown, or red, or yellow, or pokadotted mistresses?Tell you what, Mr. Jim-jim man, you magic us back to being seventeen and thirteen, and I'll do it."All the while her hand rested on his cock."So who is the higher rank, the head concubine, or the mistress?" "Well, I guess actually, mistress would be a tad higher, since you no longer have to refer to me as either `lord' or `master.'On the other hand, a mistress normally doesn't have junior mistresses to boss around." "Oh.So do you refer to Simone as Mason's mistress?"All the while her normal lilt stayed in her voice. "Normally I just call her `Simone'.Of course I also use `Honey,' and other names." "Oh, Francois,I read somewhere or other that in World War II the ordinary German soldier referred to women soldiers as `officers' field mattresses.'So will that be my next new title?" "I hope your next new title will be `mother of my youngest child.'" "I like that title. Yours will be `father of my youngest child.'" They both laughed. Paige's phone rang."It's Dad," she said, then answered it."Hi Dad.How are the kids doing?Good.Mom?Good.Our hotel?The Beresford, near Union Square.Really! Amazing.You never said a word about that.Okay.No, Dad. Yesterday we went around San Francisco.Today we went over the Golden Gate.Mostly sight seeing.Tomorrow we start in earnest.No Dad.But we've thought of Lee Harvey if a boy and Elizabeth Borden if a girl.Yeah, love you, Dad." Francois nudged her."And the African Prince sends his love, too.Bye, thanks for calling. "She put up the phone."Well, the rug rats are okay." "Good. " "But the damnedest thing, Dear.Dad worked here right after college! " "It's a small world." Arriving at the hotel Francois parked the car.Paige went to open her door."Stop a moment, Paige," he said."I have something for you."With that he pulled a small box out of his pocket, then handed it to her.She took it, opened it, then threw her arms around him." "Oh, God, Francois!!Take me now!!" "It's only a little necklace," he said. "It's a high school thing." "It means a lot.You can put it on me tonight.It will be the only thing I wear from after dinner until breakfast, day after tomorrow." "I like that idea.Save a little time, too."Then a kiss, followed by going up to their room before going down to the White Horse Restaurant , with a stop at the bar for a glass of Chardonnay.After that they retired to the restaurant to look over the menu.Paige decided on the salmon, while Francois ordered the Porterhouse, rare, and a bottle of Mondavi Pinot Noir. The wine came.Francois declared it satisfactory, so they toasted each other."A special occasion, perhaps?" the server asked politely. "It is.I'm back from Afghanistan.My Purple Heart required a small bandage and a tetanus shot, and I'm having dinner with a lady I've loved since she was thirteen." "And I'm having dinner with a man who put on a better act than Romeo - and we're both still alive." "Wonderful.Enjoy your stay." "Thanks," Francois said. Their meals came.They ate and talked of kids and job and their being together again for a week.As the table got cleared the maitre'd arrived with a bottle top sticking out of a wine bucket."Your server said that, you, sir have recently returned from Afganistan, and you and this lady have known each other for years.We'd like to offer this half bottle of a nice California sparkling wine to celebrate this occasion." "Well, thank you.May we perhaps take this up to our room?" Paige asked. "Surely.We will have it delivered shortly." "Thank you.This is a small world.I talked to my dad a couple of hours ago.He asked where we were staying,Apparently he worked here soon after college. " "Amazing.Well, expect this to be at your room soon." With more thanks, Francois took Paige's hand as they went to the elevator, so up to their room.Minutes after they arrived a knock on the door proved to be the wine, two flutes, and a covered bowl of crackers and cheese spread. Francois took the tray, tipped the server, then closed and locked the door."Just us," he said as he kissed Paige. "Just us," she replied as she began to strip off her clothes."Join me," she said, even while Francois began to shed his clothes.When they were both nude, except for slippers, Paige took out the little jewelry box, handed it to Francois and said, "Okay, dear.Dress me." So Francois did, standing behind her to fasten the small charm.Then he opened the bottle and poured the sparkling wine into the flutes.They sat cuddled up on the couch, sipping the wine, nibbling the cheese spread and crackers and rubbing each other.As they finished, Paige looked deep into his brown eyes. "Okay, my ebony mistress keeper, let's talk plans for tomorrow.Think four times an hour for the 24 hours of tomorrow.We're not making love, Dear one.We're making a baby.But assuming we wake up at six tomorrow morning, we're already 24 times behind.And, for sure my puss is going to get tired.So.Tonight, we make love, slow, sensual love.Tomorrow morning, I almost get you off, then you cum in me. And again.We keep this up with minimal breaks.Maybe go down for breakfast, but get room service for lunch and dinner.We go to sleep.The following morning, we make love again and a couple more when we can. "Between the marathon and the remaining days, I should be knocked up.The one thing I didn't discuss with Mason is that he and I can't have unprotected sex until I know that either I am pregnant, or I'm not.I don't want to have a zebra striped baby." Francois laughed at the last."But we can make love tonight?" "I'm looking forward to it, my ebony warrior love." "I am too, my pink dream."They kissed. So later the two got into the king sized bed, freshly showered to cuddle, to explore the other's body they had explored for years as each trudged towards maturity and then rejoiced in its prime.Paige traced and retraced the pink scar on Francois' left shoulder, the evidence of an AK-47 bullet that just hit him, tearing skin and muscle, but not the joint. But they got down to serious foreplay, until finally Paige shoved Francois to his back, then climbed on board to guide his cock into her pussy.They went slowly, trying to hold back the end, whispering love words they'd exchanged now for twenty years until finally Francois seized her waist with both hands to begin thrusting faster and deeper."Oh, God, Francois.I'm cumming and cumming,Oh, LOVE!!She fell forward as he pumped into her. Then they lay together, only able to gently kiss and caress until both, without thinking turned off the bedside lamps to drift off to sleep, cuddled together in bliss. Paige woke to the fog again a little after six.Now, why hasn't he learned to wake up early? She thought.Mason has an excuse.Francois' out moving those big guns in the middle of the night. She nudged him. He snorted.Her hand slid up his thigh.He moaned.Finally she began to rub his cock."Paige?" "Your wake up service, Captain.Your field mattress reports for duty.She smiled as he struggled out of sleep."Mon Capitain, Votre matelas de terrain fait son rapport." He opened his eyes and kissed her."Oui, madam. But perhaps a few and then breakfasts?" "Sounds good," she said as she rolled onto her back.Francois easily slipped between her parted legs. "Now I won't follow through with you, love.And notice, I haven't shaved or trimmed her in a month.What sacrifices I make for you," she said as he began to lick her hairy pussy, the hairs a light brown."Yes," she said."Just get me damp.This one is the last regular one if we want to try to get as much as possible in me.Yes," she moaned as he began to kiss and lick her pussy.After no more than a minute of oral ministrations, he raised his head, slid up, kissing her still firm breasts as he did so, kissed her lips, then eased his eight inch black cock into her."Yes," she said."I read that if you fuck me hard there's a better chance of knocking me up." "How's this?" he asked as he bottomed out, rose again to begin pumping her fast and hard. He came rapidly the first time.They rested quietly for five minutes;Paige picked up a small notebook off the bedside table and drew a vertical line down it.She saw Francois' cock stood back at attention.She rolled over to take it in her mouth. "Warn me when you're about to.I'll sit on it," she said, then slid her mouth over the waiting cock.Minutes later she felt a twitch, then heard his warning.Quickly she sat up, then slid the prick into her pussy just in time."Two," she said after Francois finished chumming. The two fell into the rhythm. Their sex became a machine, an assembly line.When Francois finished cumming in her snatch, they'd separate, lying down together, Francois breathing hard normally as he began to harden again.Paige would add another vertical line; after four, a diagonal.For variety, they changed positions.For every three times he came, she might once.They were, after all, making a baby, insuring she'd leave San Francisco with some even number of cells in her womb that hadn't been there before.She might just get his cock damp, not that her pussy wasn't wet before trying something like the backwards cowgirl, or the secretary on the foot of the bed. Just before eight they called a breakfast break.Paige looked at her talley sheet.Two hours, two blocks of five and three additional vertical lines.Francois probably needed a bit of time to recuperate.He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and pee.He came out and began to get dressed.Paige went in, brushed her teeth, combed her blond hair, then sat down to pee. Finished, she wiped and glanced down in the bowl.Yeah, the water was yellow, but there were some white blobs floating there."Damn, Sweetie, I've got so much cum in me I peed some of it out." "Uh, put in a tampon?"She did, then put on shorts and a dark top, thick enough to hide the fact that she was braless. Holding hands, they went down to the free breakfast, which they ate fairly rapidly.By a quarter of nine they were back in the bedroom, the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the knob, both nude with Francois humping her doggie style.A fourth vertical line. The couple continued to couple until noon and lunch approached.She started a new set of five."Forty-one, my black stallion," she said."Let's get room service to bring up lunch. We can continue until it comes and take a break to eat lunch. " "Yeah.I could take a rest break.Not that I'm not enjoying this." "Okay.Call them and order.I'm going to stretch my legs and pee," Paige said.She saw Francois reach for the phone.She zoned him out, just walked around the room, flexing her arms, then peed again to again see cum floating in the pee and water until she flushed it. Francois finished the call, then hung up."Should I take the `do not disturb' sign off the door now?" she asked. "They said about twenty minutes.I guess we have time for about two more before lunch.I need to pee, too."He got off the rumpled bed, walked to the bathroom, kissing her and tweaking a boob as he walked by.She sat on the side of the bed, waiting for him to return.He left the bathroom with his cock hard and ready.He stopped in front of her.I love you Paige Jefferson Adams," he said.Her responded with her mouth, lips, and tongue covering the cock.She bobbed back and forth for several minutes before he put his hands under her arms, picked her straight up fo position her pussy over his cock.He entered her with her squirming help. She bounced up and down a couple of times before she felt his orgasm.The variety was such that her small body wracked with a big cum.She fell backwards onto the bed. Five minutes later her hand hurried his erection along.A few minutes later she had just settled her pussy on his about to cum cock when there was a knock on the door.. "Just a minute," she yelled. "Be right there," Francois called in his artillery voice as he came. As soon as he finished, Paige got off, grabbed her wallet out of her purse, then went to the door to open it.She didn't notice the young man with the lunch tray almost stepped backwards, his eyes wide and his mouth open."Thank you," she said, handing him some bills while taking the tray. "Uh...you...re welcome, ma'am."With that he turned and scurried out of sight.Paige put the tray down on the table. "Uh, Paige, sweetie.I know you're filled with post coital bliss, but..." Paige blinked shook her head, then slapped it."Oh, shit.The poor kid.I bet he's not twenty.The door opens for him to see a small nude white woman and behind her a big nude black guy with an enormous cock lying on the bed. Will they call the vice squad?" Francois laughed."I bet the kid is in a stall in the men's room jerking off.Let's eat and not sweat the small stuff.This is San Francisco.He's probably seen a few girl friends at least partially naked." "Yeah. " He got out of bed and started to pick out some food. After lunch the two resumed their grim task of baby making.They took a few more breaks, maybe a bit longer.The tv got turned on, though they really didn't watch it.Again they ordered dinner from room service and had wine Francois had brought with him.This time both wore robes when they put the lunch tray out and when the supper tray came.At ten PM, the campaign came to a ragged end as they stood in the shower together washing the day's doings off them. Then they kissed before going to sleep in each other's arms. There marathon day of baby making over, they went into the more sensible sex schedule for morning and at night, and for some days at noon.The second day after Sex Marathon Day, a total of 87 orgasms into Paige, or an average of 3.625 per hour of a 24 hour day, the two boarded a tour bus to go to Napa Valley on a tour of the wine country. There were more cable car rides, more sightseeing, more hugging as they walked.There were also calls home by both of them, kids to check on and talk to (though talking to little Molly Adams at two and a half was not easy). Finally, they sat together in the terminal waiting for their respective flights home, with Francois leaving first and Paige an hour late.As they prepared to part Paige said, "Sweetie, I promise, I will let you know of the results as soon as I get the home test results.That's still about a week and a half away.And I'm going to confirm it with my Ob-Gyn.So stop biting your nails. And my love to my sisters and all the kids.I had a wonderful time." "I did too, dearest.My retired head concubine, my little white mistress,mein Offiziersfeldmatratze."She playfully slapped him, then gave a departing kiss as he handed in his ticket to board the plane to Oklahoma City. She wiped her eyes with some convenient tissue before moving to her gate and the hour's wait. Twelve days later Paige sat on the king size bed she and Mason slept in.He kissed her good bye as he prepared to leave for his first class of the day, always happy that it was not a nine o'clock.She looked again at the plastic strip in her hand.Well, she thought, he'll never have to wear a condom again.I should have bought two small boxes, not the big one.She reached for the phone to call Francois."Paige," he said as she heard a big explosion."We're in a fire mission." "Okay, Captain.Field Mattress reporting.You knocked me up. By love." She hung up and laughed."Now when do we tell the kids?" She mussed out loud. Two months later Paige and Mason called the kids to the family room,JM and Prize on the big couch with FM next to JM and Sammie next to Prize, each pair holding hands while acting like they wanted to go back to their rooms and make out with their fourteen year old SO.Three year old Molly sat in the old child chair, rocking Dottie the Doll while Fish six had two toy soldiers in his hands fighting each other.The large computer screen had Francois, still in his uniform, and Cindy, with Simone and Monique behind them. "Kids, this is mostly for you, but I wanted your uncle and aunts to be a part of it.In seven months, give or take a week or two you will meet your new brother or sister.Your mom is now two months pregnant." "Mom!! Dad!! That's great, JM shouted, then jumped up to hug her mother. `Uh, Mom, Dad, aren't you too old for that sort of stuff?" Prize asked. "Well, Oscar Paul, we hope not," Mason said." But your mom has more to say." >From the computer's speaker, Cindy said, "I'm so happy for you, eldest sister," with a smile." "Thanks, youngest sister," Paige responded. "So why isn't anybody congratulating Dad?" JM asked as she walked towards her father. "JM, I was just getting to that.Your unborn sibling's dad will be your dad.But the father is your uncle Francois." "You goof, Mom?" Prize asked. "No, OP.Your dad and mom and I honored a request by the Corporation.While you and the others stayed with your grandparents Jefferson, your mom and I met in San Francisco for a week with the intention of forming a new baby together.Your dad visited his old dear friend, your aunt Simone, as well as your other aunts in Oklahoma." "I'm not going to change any more diapers without pay," Prize said. "Especially if she's a girl.Molly's always smelled worse than Fish's did." "You didn't change my diapers," Fish responded. "Yes he did. Just like I did," JM said. "Okay, Adams War V is not about to start," Mason said."Your mother and I are so happy you're so thrilled." "Not to thick, dear," Paige said, holding his hand. "Where baby?" Molly asked, looking up from Dottie the Doll. "Where the baby will be until birth.Inside me, growing and changing,"Paige replied."You'll see.Mommy's going to change, too." "Kids, your mom is going to be a great mother for your new brother or sister.Just like she's been a great mom to all four of you - even you, Surprise," Francois said."And now, bye for now." "Bye," Paige said.For now, my other love, she thought as she hugged her husband. Dear Reader, When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party "... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read "... ranging from a bald pussied , flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors will be corrected. Thanks. If you liked this part of "Francois" or any of the other Paige-Mason-Jenna stories, please consider a donation to Nifty. Comments, pro or con to the author are always appreciated