Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2018 14:18:42 -0500 (EST) From: E MOSER Subject: François - Paige's Last Blow Job 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,. Paige's Last Blow Job by Larry Marian Wednesday afternoon, the second Wednesday of June and the last Wednesday of the school year and Paige sat on the low couch of PP #8, waiting for Jimmy Jones, ninth grader to show up. Of course, she was a couple of minutes early, but she really wanted to get it over with soshe could go to François in PR#8 and they could make some serious love. Jimmy was going to be fast; she was sure of that. He was the last of the eighth grade through senior boys - plus that one sneaky seventh grader - who had been a welcome surprise, though he was totally off her list forever. Of the 40 possible boys she had taken care of 34 of the eligible boys. Mason, her lover and secret finacee, didn't count. François's first time counted, but from then on he was off the record since she was his unofficial concubine. Five boys were just not going to have any fun at her expense. At that moment the door to PR #8 opened and Jimmy walked in, all five foot four of him, just an inch taller than Paige. A glance showed he had an erection - maybe four inches. Maybe three and a half. He blushed. Boys just didn't get an erection now, walking down the hall of the school, even if they were holding hands with a girl - or another boy. "Hi, Paige. Thank you for this. I hope I pass your test." "Hi, Jimmy, Look, let's start by sitting on the couch and talking for a bit. Okay?" "Sure," he said and sat down a good foot from her. "Jimmy, we're probably about to have some real sex play. Come snuggle up to me. I want to feel your shoulder against mine. Or put your arm around me. " Jimmy moved. Paige took his hand. "Look, Jimmy, I don't ordinarily ask this question, but, have you ever gone down on a girl before?" She saw the slightly blank look on his fourteen year old face. "Eaten her out? Kissed her pussy?" "Er, no. And I've never had a, a blow job, either." He blushed some more. "Well, you'll start with the top, Jimmy. "
 "Uh, Paige. This year how many have you, er... I don't mean to be rude!" "Jimmy, you're blushing! It's okay, You probably know within two or three. Boys gossip as much as girls do. Not counting two boys, I've gone down on 35 CLS boys - and one girl! Just for your information, the two who don't count are the two I love. They're special. " "I know who they are, I think. Mason and Fr..." "Enough, Jimmy. Okay. I'm going to lie down on my back, and put my knees up. You get up between my legs with your face right over my pussy. And Jimmy, we're going to use the words we ordinarily use and not the scientific stuff, okay? If you get me to moan, that's not science, that's sex!" With that, she got on the couch, arranged a pillow under her head and then raised and spread her knees. "Come meet my snatch, Jimmy," she urged and he got on the couch and then crawled up so she saw him directly over her pussy. "Okay, Jimmy. First, just take your tongue, start at the bottom, and lick towards the top, slowly, Do this three or four times. Okay. Really touch me with your tongue. Yes. Okay. No, don't lick down, just up. Yeah. Okay. With your fingers, part my pussy lips, spread them and do the same. Yeah. More pressure. Yeah, Nice, Okay, four's not enough. More, Jimmy. Yeah. See the hole at the bottom? Try to put the tip of your tongue there. Yeah, Now, go back to the top. Play find my clit. My little hard button, Use your fingers or your tongue. WOW! That was it, Jimmy. Find it again! Oh! "Thanks, Jimmy. You actually gave me a small cum. You can raise your head now - slide up. Let me kiss you in thanks. Great first time. I hope you find a girl to practice on during the summer. Have you made out with a girl, Jimmy?" "Uh, Sally Jenkins and I did a couple of times. She let me touch her boobs once." "Oh, yes. Seventh grader. Nice kid. I hope you two can have a good time over the summer. Okay, now it's time for you to lie down, put your head on the pillow, relax and get ready for a good time. Okay?" "Yes. I'm so ready," Jimmy said as they swapped places. Paige lay down, gently moved his legs apart and looked at the hard prick, leaking pre cum like crazy. Thirty seconds, she thought. And then François. That's not being kind. "You have a nice looking cock, Jimmy. Just the right size for you. He sure looks ready for a blow job. I'm ready to give it to him." With that she swiped her tongue over the leaking cock head, cleaned off the pre cum and put her lips around the bright red head, then took about an inch into her mouth. "OHH!! SHITTT!" Jimmy moaned and his cum shot into her mouth. He bucked and shot load after load as she swallowed but still felt a little dribble out of her unprepared mouth. Damn, she thought. This is what, about the fifth time this has happened? Oh, well, he'll do better the next time. When he'd obviously finished, she raised her head. "Was that okay, Jimmy?" "Oh, God yes, Paige. Fantastic. But too short. I,,,I just didn't know. I should have, I didn't tell you but Sally let me take her bra off and touch her boobs. I creamed my pants when I did. " Paige chuckled, then wrapped her hand around his soft cock. "Jimmy. I have a few more minutes. I'm going to get you hard again and give you another, You should last longer the next time, Okay?" He grew harder by the second and the dick head redder, Okay, she thought and this time slid her mouth all the way to his ball sac, hit the cock with her tongue and he didn't start cumming for almost two minutes. Even so, his cum still filled her mouth twice and she swallowed three times to keep from letting it all drool out. When she finally lifted her head, she gave the head a last swipe with her tongue. "Was that better, Jimmy? You have delicious cum. Very sweet. Hardly any salt at all. No bitterness. Thank you," "Oh, Paige, how can I thank you enough? Oh, this was wonderful. " She got up and helped him up and gave him a hug and then a kiss which started out sisterly and finished with a tongue duel before she broke it. "Okay, Jimmy. I have another appointment. You remember that second guy I mentioned?" "Yeah," "Well I have to meet him in just five minutes. You need to get to your locker and get your clothes on, okay?" "Okay, See you tomorrow, Paige." "See you Jimmy," as they walked to the door and opened it to see standing there as though waiting but the only senior she had not sucked, Buster Smith. "What the fuck you cock sucker! You'd give a blow job to some squirt and not give me shit? Well, let's see if you can open your mouth for me now, bitch!" Paige stood still for a second. Should she call for help or just throw him over her shoulder? "Jimmy RUN!! Get Mr. Jones. Get Ms. Anderson. RUN!!" And he did as Buster gave her a push backwards into the room and shut the door behind him. "Down on your fucking knees, bitch. Suck me and swallow, you little whore!" Buster. You are not getting a blow job from me. Not now. Not never. Touch me again and I will charge you with rape. Don't rush me, Buster. I don't want to hurt you." "You hurt me, bitch? I said down on your fucking knees. You are going to blow me now!" "I'm not going to blow you, Buster," she said as she took her fighting stance as the door opened behind him. Buster jumped forward and grabbed Paige's shoulders. "Suck my cock now, bitch!" "Buster. Take your hands off Paige and step away from her," Mr. Jones said quietly. Behind him stood François. "Are you okay, Paige," he asked. She could tell he was trying hard to keep his voice under control. She wondered just what damage he could do to Buster if Mr. Jones were not here. "Mr. Jones. That bitch has given a blow job to every male student in this school except me. Why the fuck won't she suck my dick, but will some ninth grade squirt?" "First of all, Buster, that amount of vulgarity coming out of your mouth warrants five public paddles. Second, Buster, what Paige does or does not do is her right. Third, I know for a fact that your statement about her is not correct. She has not singled you out because of some spite. You are just not behaving very nicely towards her. Now get out of here. We will summon you during senior lunch for punishment for vulgar language and threatening. Get! Mr. Jones turned to Paige. "Jimmy got to me in time, I see. I guess things are okay now. I think David would be happy to make sure you get home safely and in good time." "Thanks, Mr. Jones. I really didn't want to get in trouble if I hurt Buster. I'm sure Fr .. David will keep me safe." "I would be happy to do that, Paige." They followed Mr. Jones out of PR #6. "You kids be safe and have fun," he said. "Thanks. We will," they both responded, as he turned towards the main office and they turned towards PR#3. As they started off, their hands met in the only permitted PDA. But as the door to #3 got locked by François and he turned to Paige, she jumped up and threw her arms around his strong neck, kissing himand muttering as his hands came to hold her butt against him. She wiggled and stretched until finally, he held her butt with one hand while he eased his seven inches of hard cock into her willing wet pussy. 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.