Date: Wed, 14 Feb 2018 09:44:51 -0500 (EST) From: E MOSER Subject: François: Desiree?s Desire; Paige?s Problem #17 The François stories stem from After the Experiment and are loosely based on a real situation I was told about many years ago by a woman I loved dearly,. François: Desiree's Desire; Paige's Problem #17 by Larry Marian Paige sat on a couch in PR#6 wearing her Corporation Special Agent, III Class uniform. On it she wore the ribbon of her medal for valor. Around her were Mason, Desiree, and Georges, all of them nude, showing two all over tans beginning to fade, and two ebony bodies that weren't about to fade. "Okay. The second week seems to have gone great. That's a lot of appointments. So, I've got an appointment in ten minutes. I'll take Georges with me and he can wait outside. The client is a ninth grader - I know who has that locker and I don't think it will be long. Most of the time is for me to undress and dress and then we'll go to the ground breaking for the dorm. Thanks for waiting and keeping either your sister or your mother having to make two runs, Sweety. Love you. Okay, Georges, let's go." She and Mason exchanged a quick kiss and the short blond white teen and the not quite as short ebony ten year old were out the door. Then the door popped open. "Woops - forgot. Desiree, pardon us. I need to say something real quick to Mason. Come here, dear." Mason looked towards Desiree and crossed the small room to where Paige stood,loosening her uniform tie. "Mason, she wants to get in your pants bad. Be gentle. It's gonna happen. I don't care what the `Stay virgin past 13' campaign wants. I love you." A quick peck and she was gone. Mason turned back to Desiree. "Okay, Desiree. You said you had a question for me. I'll see if I can answer it." "Can we sit down, Mason?" Desiree asked. "Sure. We'll take Paige's couch." The two sat down side by side. Mason noticed that she sat close to him. "Okay. Question." "Well, all the girls talk about something called `making out.' It's `who they'r making out with, who they won't, why they stopped, which boy is good, who is bad.' But none can tell me what they mean. I mean, they say `we're just messing with a boy' and stuff like that, you know. So what is it. Will you show me Mason? I know you understand this." "Uh, Desiree. This might be deep water." "That's okay. My brother says you are great and I should trust you. Paige says you're a `honey pie.' I say I like you. So this `making out.' Please teach me, Mason." Mason sat next to her quietly for close to a minute. "Okay, Desiree. But you've heard the `Stay Virgin Past 13,' right?" "Uh huh. Our home base teacher talked about it and so did the PE teacher. Couple girls said it was a bit late for them. I'm not worried about you, Mason." I'm not worried about you, Desiree, he thought. I'm worried about me. "Okay, Desiree. Go to your locker and get your clothes bag. Get dressed. You have a bra in your locker?" "Of course. Paige insisted I have one there just in case." "Good. Wear it. I'm going to my locker and get my bag and get dressed. You can't start making out undressed. I'm going to get dressed here. You might as well, too." "I will Mason." So the two left #6 with the "occupied" sign on and the door unlocked and returned several minutes later with their white clothing bag and Desiree with a teen bra over her arm. "I'm not sure why we have to get dressed so you can explain making out," Desiree said as she drew on her panties. "Most making out doesn't get to the point you're undressed. Now understand, I've never made out very much." Mason laughed. "Paige says I'm horrible at unhooking a bra and I remind her I've never done it more than ten times." Mason put on his shirt. "So, making out is sort of limited to teens. Does it always go all the way to sex? No. And I want you to tell me if you get uncomfortable." "Yes, Mason. So what now?" "Let's sit back down on the couch." They did and Mason put his arm around Desiree whose top was little more than a front and back and two thin shoulder straps. She moved closer to him. "That's good, Desiree. Now..." he gently put his hand under her jaw and moved her head so he looked into her brown eyes. "You are very pretty, Desiree," he said, then kissed her gently and quickly. Then he did again, longer and deeper. The third kiss his lips parted and his tongue ran along her lips. She didn't respond so he backed away. "If you want to continue with this, the next kiss, when you feel my tongue, just part your lips a bit and open your mouth just a bit. This is french kissing." And so Desiree experienced her first deep kiss. Without coaching, her tongue responded and their hug got stronger. At the start of the third kiss Mason's hand cupped her small breast. He withdrew his lips from hers and said, "This is the next step. If you don't want to go further, put your hand on the boy's and move his hand away." "I'm not going to move your hand, Mason. But this does nothing for me. The kissing does. I feel warm inside. My...my pussy tingles with the kissing." "This is mostly for the boy. It's a testing. It will get better for you. Shall I advance?" "Please, Mason." With that Mason's hand slipped under her top and rested again on her breast for a moment. They kissed again. As they did, Mason's hand moved from her breast and joined the other at her bra hook. "I don't know how you unhook your bra. Paige always turns it and unhooks it in front of her. But if you want to make it easier on the boy, just push your shoulders back. Yeah." As she did, his hands found the straps and the hook and it released. He slid his hand back and cupped her small boob and tweaked the nipple. Desiree sighed. "Oh. That .. tingles," she said and kissed him, her tongue thrusting first. As they kissed he moved both hands to the bottom of her top and eased it up. She broke the kiss and Mason removed her top and dropped it to the floor. He then kissed both tipples then returned to suck on her right hand breast's nipple. "Oh," she moaned. He raised his head. "Desiree, I never noticed how nice and how pretty your breasts are. They are so nice." He returned to kissing and sucking, being fully aware how ready and eager his cock was to be inside her pussy. "They are so small." "You're twelve. When Paige was your age, her boobs were ... uh, like two of those big erasers you put on a pencil sitting on top of a plate. Jenna used to laugh at her. But don't tell Paige I said that. Yours are nice. Your nipples are nice - and hard." He sucked on them again. "Now most making out ends about here. You want to continue?" "Would this be `second base'? Some girls talked about letting the boy get to second base. A few said `third base." "Yes. Second base is your boobs and third is touching your pussy." "Please, Mason. I want to know." She kissed him hard. "Third base. And then they talked about `home run.' I know what that must be.' His hand came to rest on her inner thigh briefly and then moved up. "Take them off Mason. Take them off." So he slid shorts and panties down as she pushed her butt off the couch and then his hand gently touched her already damp bare pussy. "You don't have much more hair than Jenna did the first few days. It's almost like you are Paige and Jenna made one lovely girl." Gently a finger probed her love tunnel and she sighed again. Then he moved to her clit, rolling it and a minute or so later she began to softly moan. "Oh. Mason. I feel...I feel...I" "You came, Desiree. Is it your first?" "I don't know. Don't stop. It was.... great." At that her hands began to work his belt buckle, loosening it, pulling down the zipper, unbuttoning the waist button. With his pants loose, her hand went to his cock. "It's so big. I've never seen it erect." Mason let out a laugh. "Oh, Desiree. This is not the time to be scientific. It's hard. It's a hard on." "But. Will it fit inside my va.... pussy?" "Yeah. Have you seen your brother François'?" "Yes I have. He and Paige were careless several times. And once I know of he was careless back home with Simone." "Well, if he can hit his hard on inside Paige and Simone, mine will be fine in yours. But we are going to do this the loving way, right?" "Right. But I am so eager." "Then kiss me again, Desiree," Mason said into her ear. She did and his hand went more more been her thighs and for a minute or so he rubbed his finger between her pussy lips, then played with her clit until she sighed and finally eased her down and began to use his lips and tongue on her damp snatch as her breathing became heavier and ragged. Finally, Mason rolled next to her, face to face and they kissed again so se tasted her own pussy juices. "I think you are ready, my dark beauty. Scoot over, dear." She did and he moved and lay on his back. "We can't like this," she whispered. "Even I know that." "No. Remember, get on top of my crotch. Help me position my dick. Slide it just in, then stop. I will hold your waist. Gently lower yourself. If you feel a barrier, it's your hymen, your cherry. Stop there." He felt her hand fumble a bit and then the tip entered and stopped. "It's there," she said. "This is it, Desiree. Stop here and remain a virgin. Ease up just a bit and push down and you aren't. I have your waist. If you want my help, tell me." He felt her almost dismount. Then she whispered, "Dear Mason. Help me. I want to." She returned to where she had rested. "Now," she said and pushed down; Mason helped. Desiree let out a single yelp of pain and slid down the length of Mason's cock, rose again, and came down again, this time with low moan of pleasure. "Yes," she said. Mason reached with his left hand to resume tweaking a nipple. She began to breathe hard. "Oh, yes, Mason. YES." "I'm about to cum, Desiree." `"So am I!" They didn't cum together. But they came close. They rested, looking at each other, Desiree looking down and Mason looking up at her black face cut with a bright white smile while he wondered if he had done the right thing. `Okay, Desiree. I think maybe you need to get off me, okay, dear?" "Yes, Mason. You grow soft inside me." With that she rose up and Mason felt something warm and wet on his groin. "What's that?" he asked and sat up to see blood all over his crotch and dripping down to the couch's cover. "Oh, shit, Desiree! You're bleeding! Christ. Do you have a tampon?" "Yes. All the girls fifth grade and up have to carry at least one." "Run to the sink. Clean yourself up. I'll bring your fanny pack. I'll clean myself up and strip the cover." So fifteen minutes later they were cleaned up, dressed, a new cover on the couch, the bloody one by the sink and were ready to leave. "Sorry the end wasn't romantic, Desiree." Mason whispered. "It was wonderful, Mason," she replied and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you." "It was, Desiree. Now let's go." With that Mason opened the door and the couple stepped out to see Paige and Frank Butler, a junior walking down the hall. Mason noticed at once that Paige's red tie was loose around her neck and not only the top button loose,, but the next three as well, clearly revealing her seldom worn bra. Trailing behind was Georges. "Mason," she said as they approached. "Is that PR available?"
 "Yeah. But I thought your client was before the ceremony. We need to call Marsha to get Desiree and Georges home and us home." "I know. But Frank was there and he asked. I put him off, but I finally said okay. It helps the school, after all..." she finished quietly. "Look, I don't want a dispute," Frank said. "But I have the van. I can get all of you home. I sure don't want to be a problem with you and Paige, Mason." "Well, okay. So we'll go wait by the front door. Okay? And Paige, quick question in private." They moved several feet apart. The first thing she asked was "Did you" "We did. It went fine. Then there was lots of blood. She has a tampon in. It is her only one. You have one, don't you? Can you give me one for her? How long is the one good for?" "I can. She probably won't need one - they're good for about four or so hours. " Paige shook her head. "Boys! But Mason. I'm sorry about this. I'm breaking my own rules and I know it and I don't like it, but I didn't want a public scene. Look, he's not going to go down on me, but he really wants to fuck me too. It's not going to be more than half an hour. And less, I hope." With that she kissed him briefly, with Frank watching, then walked towards the door and said, "Come on, Frank." He followed, the door closed, and locked. Mason, Desiree, and Georges headed for the front doors of the school, Mason and Desiree holding hands. Mason once glanced back at the closed door. Twenty minutes later Paige and Frank appeared side by side but separated by several feet. "I'll go get the van," Frank said and Paige went immediately to Mason. She shook her head, When the van arrived, she got in the rear with Mason with Desiree and Georges in the middle. Desiree directed Frank to her foster parents; home and the two got out, Desiree turning to Mason who gave her a hug and a short kiss. "Glad you did that," Paige said as he sat back down beside her and gave directions to his house. "Why?" "Tell you later when I'm out of this uniform." Mason glanced at her to see the uniform was on correctly, buttons button, tie at her neck. It did, however, seem that her bra was not where it was supposed to be, but in her book bag. When the van arrived, Paige was out at once, with Mason following, "Thanks for the ride, Frank, " Mason said as he got out, "You welcome, And thanks, Paige," he called. "Yeah," she responded., The two walked up to Mason's house door as Paige took his hand. "You're mad at me, Mason," she said as the front door closed behind them and they headed for their room; the room formerly Mason's alone, "I don't want to be, Paige." "And I don't want to be so god damned fucking mad at me, either, Mason, my love!" "Damn. Not sure I've ever heard you cuss like that, Paige." "Not sure I ever had to before! I'm trying to give you advice and then not thinking of what I was suggesting to you. I think Desiree is going to be fine, I hope, You haven't told me how it went, Me. I have to think about what I did and what I need to do, First thing is to get undressed and take a shower. Mason, come scrub me. " "Uh, Paige, you're putting your uniform away. Look, I'm getting undressed. Meet you in the bath tub." "Please do, Mason. Please." Mason took a look at Paige neatly hanging up her blue pleated skirt, wearing only her panties and walked out of the room to the bathroom and began to adjust the shower to the temperature they both liked. He got in, thinking perhaps that the scent of sex was on him, and the curtain parted and Paige got in. He swore he saw a tear in the corner of each eye. She threw her arms around him and then the tears flowed. "What is wrong? What happened?" Mason asked, bewildered. "Oh, Mason. I feel like a slut, A whore. A prostitute. Look at the rules I broke, My rules. Oh, shit, Mason!! " "Let me scrub your back." "No. Scrub my cunt Mason. No soap inside me, but use a wash cloth and clean her out good. You do that while I wash my hair!" "Okay. Paige," he said as he took a washcloth, wet it, and began to do as she asked as she stood in the shower, her legs parted and washed her hair. When he was sure he'd done as asked, he put soap on the cloth and began washing her front, then back as she turned around. She turned the water off and the two dried each other. Finally, dry, they went back to their room, Paige trailing Mason and leaving the door open behind her. "Lie down with me, Mason, she said quietly, "and I'll tell you what a stupid ass I can be. But first, tell me about Desiree." "So she told me that she didn't understand what making out was and her girl classmates kept talking about it. She wanted me to explain and show her what it was. So when you went with a client and then to the ground breaking, we went to the PR and I slowly demonstrated until we were both undressed. She wanted to go further. I reminded her that once her virginity was gone it was gone. She said to do it and I held her waist and she pushed down. She gave out one little yelp and then enjoyed, But when she got off of me, there was blood everywhere. So a wash up and the tampon, She was obviously happy - you saw that." "I did. And she conned you, darling, She asked me about making out two weeks ago and I explained it to her. Obviously I didn't demonstrate, but she knows what it is. Now, you know I love her brother like I love you, but he can be devious. I think that after he got to know and like you he became a bit ashamed that he had encroached on your finance and set out to give you a "replacement" - first Simone, and then when he took her back, his sister, who was already infatuated with you, He suggested she seduce you. And you got seduced by her. " "Oh. Could be. But what about you, dear?" "Yeah. Me. I didn't follow my own rules. To start with, I only went with Frank to a PR once and that was toward the end of the year. Well, he did go down on me, but I have to say I almost told him he failed the test, but I gave him a good blow job. So the next day I got a request from him for another. I let him know that I had a full schedule and a guy who had one from me went to the back of the line, It would probably have to be next year - or now. "So he put a note in my locker as soon as he knew which one it was and I put him off. He came up to me right after I'd been with the ninth grader, who, by the way, gave great head, took awhile to cum, and was just a fun guy. I really didn't feel like another guy and said `no' right off the bat. I told him I was in a hurry, that I had a short speech I had to give and got away from him. "Damn if he wasn't right in my path after the groundbreaking and just hung on me right back into the school. I finally said, `yeah, and you don't even have to go down on me. Just pull it out and I'll suck it. Just leave me alone for awhile.' That's when I loosened my tie and unbuttoned my blouse down to my bra. And then you and Desiree came out and she had such a smile on her face. "So I asked you about using the PR and I began to feel guilty. But you said yes and we went in and I at once got rid of the tie, blouse, and bra and told him to pull down his pants and sit on the high couch. So he wanted me to kneel and I told him no. So then he said, well, let's screw first. We went through the begging again util I finally said,,'okay, but it's another five and he agreed. I just pulled down my panties, slipped off the skirt and lay down on the low couch and spread my legs. I didn't move move the whole time until he got off me. I sat on the couch and his prick was just at my level. I gave him the worst suck I've ever done. I guess he got the picture because just as I felt him getting ready to cum, he put both his hands on the back of my head, pulled his cock out and hit my face and hair with his first shot and my boobs with his second. I think he hit me with two more. He got out his wallet, gave me two ones, and then a ten. `a tip,' he said. I cleaned up as best I could, get dressed while he waited and we left without a word until I ran into you guys. Oh, and of course Georges had to tag along and wait through all this crap. "Can you still love me, Mason?" "Of course. But I'd like to beat the crap out of Frank." "Oh, you know I can do that. I want to humiliate him. Now love me, Mason. Believe it or not, telling you this has me wet." Paige rolled to her back, then took her legs and stretched back so her feet were next to her ears. "Love me, Mason, please." "The door's open." "Leave it, Nobody's here. Love me. Screw me. Fuck me. Ball me." Mason eased himself up between her twisted legs, touched her sopping wet pussy, and did as she begged, just sliding his cock into her pussy, at once all the way in. "Yes. Fast, Mason. Hard and fast," which she put her arms around him and squeezed him and then began to scratch his back. "Oh, God. Your cock feels so much better. So much. Go deep, Mason. Oh, God. I've cum, Yes." "God, Paige. I can't go any deeper or faster. You want me to cum now?" "Make me cum again now, my love. God this feels so much better. YES!!! DON'T STOP MASON!! OH! FUCK ME, MASON!! FUCK ME!! YES! YOU'RE CUMMING!!" I am! I have." Mason collapsed on top of her, kissing her franticly. "I love you, Paige," "Oh, God, Mason, I love you so much. So damn much. No. don't withdraw. Stay inside me." She returned his kisses. "So. I guess this is over," they both heard Marsha say. "At least I didn't open the door unannounced this time. I have to say that this time I really wish Mason weren't my kid brother; I'd bounce his bones in a minute if he weren't." "I guess maybe we should get up, sweetie," Paige said. She glanced toward the nude Marsha in the doorway. "Hi, Marsha. Yeah, we should have shut the door. My bad." She smiled,. "So come in." As Marsha came in, Mason got up, his cock a shadow of its former self, "That's the nicest thing you've said to me in twelve years, Marsha," he said, "Well, that was the most interesting show I've seen by you in twelve years, Mason," she said. "So. Paige, if we can talk girl to girl for a minute, I've spoken with Jerry. He's cool with me joining the Locker Club. Need another junior?" "Just boys or boys and girls? I know you don't want girls only," "Mostly boys. Maybe on girls. Find me a freshman boy like my baby brother and I'd go with freshman boys." Paige got off their bed, went to Marsha and gave her a hug. "Tomorrow after school. Full short meeting. You'll be a member. One of the big PRs, but not sure which one yet. Mason or I will get it to you - or listen to afternoon announcements. Okay?" `Yep. I told Mom I'd get started cutting up stuff for dinner. You and sexy brother want to help?" "We do, Marsha. Or you and Paige start. I want to search your room for the video you took of Paige and me in a very private moment." "Don't bother, Mason. It's already on the internet. $25 a view; I'll cut you in for 2/5ths." Paige and Mason laughed, Marsha grinned, If you liked this part of "The François Series " 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.