Date: Tue, 23 Jan 2018 20:44:24 -0500 (EST) From: E MOSER Subject: François: Paige's Vows 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 Vows by Larry Marian Mason opened his locker and grabbed his boxer shorts off the hook they hung from, then noticed the note stuck in the air slit, He took it and opened it, while looking around for Paige. He wanted to see her since he had spent the last three nights without her. There was the afternoon after school with MJ which had been fun and enjoyable, but the note. "Darling Mason, I know this is sudden, but please come to PR #8 at exactly six minutes after the release bell. I think this is very important. Come in but do not lock the door. All my love, Paige." Mason looked at the time. He had three minutes to get to #8. The boxers dropped to the floor as he shut the door and took off, his flaccid cox flopping. At the same time in the high school hall, François read an almost identical note left the same way, except it read "ten minutes." His time check showed he had five minutes, so he took a stroll down the hall headed towards #8. Opening the door he saw the back of a white boy, who turned around at the sound of the door. "Well, Mason. A note from our Paige perhaps?" "Yeah. I wonder what's up." At that the door opened again and Paige walked in smiling. She turned and locked the door. Then she went to François who was closest, raised herself on her tip toes, put her arms around him and kissed him as he leaned down. Then she walked to Mason and did the same thing. Neither kiss was sisterly and both boys sprouted hard ons from the kiss. "Well, I have my two lovers in the same room. I have a proposition for both of you, but first would you agree to a group hug?" Paige smiled at that and held out both arms. "Would this be just a group hug?" François asked. "It might lead to something more," Mason said. Both boys approached her. "It might," Paige answered softly, "That depends on how we feel about each other." The three formed a triangle, Paige's arms around Mason and François, with François with an arm around Paige and one around Mason and Mason with an arm around Paige and an arm around François. Mason kissed her first, a long deep kiss until she broke it and she and François kissed, again, long and deep. Out of the corner of his eye, Mason could see the two tongues thrashing. The arm around François dropped and Mason's hand went to Paige's breast and nipple. The kiss broke. "Oh, God. I'm wet already. "Wet?" François asked. "Where?" Paige laughed. "Mon cheri, mon chatte, mon vagin, mon con." "Oui," François said. "Her cunt, snatch, pussy," Mason said. With that he dropped his hand from her breast, only to find another's, François' already there. "Oh, sorry. Let me know when you want to change hands." "Yes. But Paige, what are you thinking of this?" "Oh. I love it. My two best lovers loving me. What is better?" She kissed both of them, this time but a peck. "Why don't you change hands, my lovers?" At that Mason let his hand slide back to Paige's thigh, to find François had already moved his. In fact, Mason saw an ebony hand on an ivory tit, the fingers tweaking a brown nipple. So his hand slid down down the thigh, up into the valley, across the pussy lips when he noticed something. Flesh. Smooth, damp flesh and maybe the trace of stubble. "No hair down there?" he asked softly. "You just noticed?" She let out a short laugh. "You have to be playing with my pussy to notice?" "Uh, my love. Yours is but one among maybe seventy, counting a couple of fifth graders spouting pubes and not counting the female faculty. But when we are alone, I sure notice." "I am sure he does. Your Mason has told me how much he loves your chatte." François gave a deep chuckle at that. " "That's my pussy, Mason. And you do." "Yes. It feels so good now," he said. "Well, boys, I don't know about you two, but something has to happen soon. Standing here getting felt up by two guys is fun, but with one of you at second base and one at third, and both crowding home, somebody has to be first for the home run." "My darling, I don't understand." "François - that's middle school boy talk. When you're making out, first base is kissing, second is the boobs, third is the pussy, and a home run is screwing. Our love is ready for, oh to be so romantic while you kiss her nipple and I finger her pussy, sexual intercourse. How shall we decide? "Uh, Mason, love. Look, you can do one of several things. But, I have a lot I want to talk to my loves about and we don't have all day. This is my body, special parts of my body like my beaver and my mouth. Butt's off limits." At that she put down her arms and stepped back from the two teen boys. "I'm going to go to the middle couch, climb on it and get on my hands and knees so my head is over the edge. I'm going to spread my legs and my arms and think of a number between one and ten. Then each of you will give me your choice of those two numbers, François first since he's the oldest. Whoever is closest to my number gets his choice of one of those parts of me. Then you two will swap. " With that Paige spun on her heel, almost ran to the middle couch, climbed up on it, and situated herself she her head hung over the foot of the couch, giving plenty of room for both François and Mason to get to her. "I have my number. François? Number please." "Three, Paige," he said. "Mason?" "Seven, love." The number was four. François, select and get ready, Mason, get ready," At that François walked to Paige's head. Mason smiled and hurried to the couch and got up behind Paige, sliding between her legs. "God your cigare looks delicious," Paige said, then opened her mouth, leaned forward and took his black dong into her mouth. Seconds later she felt Mason's shaft enter her pussy. "God you are wet, Paige," Mason moaned. "Well, my brother, Who would believe we would have our Paige between us like this," François said. "I never would have believed that I would do this to Paige with you." Paige stopped for a second. "You are not doing this to me, love. You are doing this with me. I can't believe I'm so lucky. With that she went back to work on François' prick. Paige thought later that it was the pure sexual atmosphere of the moment, but she felt Mason cum much sooner than he ordinarily would. She felt his last spurt just as the first cum jet from François began to fill her mouth. After another minute her two lovers withdrew from her. She smiled at François. "Okay, guys, rotate. I'm sorry that I'm trying to get you guys to cum so fast. "My sweet Paige, please, would you turn to your back. If you let your head drop off the couch Mason can get in your mouth. It would make it much easier for me." "Good idea," Mason said. "We've done it that way a few times, Paige. She turned to her back and adjusted her body so her head dropped off the couch. "Okay, guys. I loved both your cocks. Let's see how they do in their other home." She watched Mason's face as she licked her lips. That sparked Mason and his cock touched her lips so she opened her mouth to receive it just as she felt fingers on her other lips and François' cock entering her. As he thrust home, she placed her feet inside his legs and drew him towards her. At one point, Mason's cock came free and she sucked on his balls before she guided the cock back inside her mouth. Lucky as she was just in time as Mason groaned, "Oh, yes. I'm about to CUM!" "Oh, yes. I am about to also, my brother! YES. I think Paige has as well. " She gave a muffled "UMM," and shook before releasing Mason's prick from her mouth. "François. I know you like to linger a bit, but, please. I hope we will have time to allow you that moment. I really want more time than I have. " "Oui," he said as he withdrew and rose from her. She sat up and got off the couch as soon as the bodies of the two male teens allowed her. "Okay, guys. Here's what I'd like. François, please stand on one side of me, facing me. Mason, please do the same. I will be looking at a blank spot with my two loves on either side. If you will do this, please do so now. Loves, François sent me an idea of what her mother proposes when they come for graduation, and he sent it to Mason as well. I did a bit of research, and this is my response to my two loves. Since François, or his family, are prepared to have me as his concubine, at least for a day, I ask you, François to step forward to me. Will you?" "I will," and he did. Paige reached down and took his flaccid prick between her two hands. "Please place your hands over mine, my love of two months." He did. "I, Paige Michelle Jefferson do declare myself the concubine of François David M'Durk, for his pleasure and use. I vow to be loyal to him if he accepts this my vow. In return, I will continue to love him as long as I can. Will you accept me as your concubine, François David M'Durk? " François looked at her and smiled. "Paige Michelle Jefferson, I now take thee as my chief concubine from this day forward. I vow to treat thee with dignity and respect and to care for thee as thou wouldst care for me. This I vow." With that he leaned forward and kissed her lips and then each breast. Paige pushed his hands away from hers, knelt down, took his cock in one hand and kissed the tip, then rose. She looked at him and said. "I am now your concubine, my love." She turned to Mason. "You and I have pledged to marry some day. In light of what has happened, I feel we must strengthen it. If you agree with me at all, Mason, please step forward. "I agree," Mason said. "Ah. So you would. But this is my show. But in part, one thing I could not discover, I even tried to peek in school records. Mason, my first and longest love, please, what is your middle name?" "Damn. I love it for many reasons, but hate it. Okay, Paige Michelle, I'm Mason Fish Adams. " He grinned. So both of your loves has an "F" in one of his names." Paige smiled. "First a hidden sister and now a hidden name. Okay - here we go. With that she reached down and took the semi-erect cock of Mason between her hands, "Please place your lands over mine, my love of a year and the holder of my virginity as I am the holder of his. " He did. "Mason Fish Adams, I, Paige Michelle Jefferson, do beseech thee to remember that thou hath placed a ring on my finger in token of a vow to make us man and wife. Will you remember and hold to that vow?" She saw a tear form in Mason's eye, but he blinked and said, "Paige Michelle Jefferson, I, Mason Fish Adams, vow to continue to hold you as my future bride and wife." "Thank you both, my loves. Now, would you both extend your hand to the other and repeat after me." She paused and the two at once faced each other and held out their hand for a shake. "I (your name) vow to help my love Paige and my fellow lover of her to keep all these vows and swear that we will be true to these vows. Amen." The two did, then hugged. As they did, Paige moved to stand before them, and then knelt. "This is my promise, my loves," she said, then reached up and grasped each dick and stroked it into hardness, a matter of seconds. Mason's was erect the first and Paige turned to it and took deep into her mouth while continuing to stroke François' to full hardness. As soon as it was, her hand found Mason's and her mouth found François'. Maybe thirty seconds later she switched, and then another thirty seconds. "I know what she wants to happen. Let us help," François said. "I think we must," Mason replied. "I'd rather not, but you do what you gotta do," so as Paige's lips left his engorged cock, he took his hand and began to pump it. At the same time, François did the same and moved closer to Paige. "Warn me," Paige simply said. Mason's hand flew while François' stroked slower. "Oh, God, Paige. I'm about to," Mason choked out. Paige turned towards him, closed her eyes and opened her mouth while both continued to pump his cock. "Oh!!" Mason shouted as the first rope hit Paige on her nose and begin to drip down to her stuck out tongue. "Oh, Paige. It is my time," François moaned. She turned towards him as Mason's second jet hit her cheek while François' first stream went cleanly into her open mouth. In a minute, with Mason standing back a foot or so and François mere inches away, Paige's face, hair, and breasts were almost completely covered with the cum of her two lovers. Little hit her eyelids, but her fingers brushed them off before opening them. "Well damn if I'm not a mess," she said. "I need to hit the sink." "Wait," Mason said as he leaned forward and began to lick her cheeks and forehead, "Yes," François said and began lower on her breasts and neck. When the two had gotten most of it she said, "I love you both, but let me rinse off. I have one more thing to say to you two." Five minutes later a cleaned up Paige and her two lovers sat in three easy chairs. "Okay, my fantastic lovers - oh, by the way. Until now, I thought that both of you guys had cocks of about the same size. Well, I've never seen them side by side. I have to say that Mason's is not as large, but the fact that he is a good half foot shorter makes him look larger and François' shorter. But I'll tell you know, I love them both. "Now. As of today, we have about four weeks before graduation, which means nothing to Mason and me, but probably everything to François. But, I have to admit, what happens next means a lot to me, and I hope François. According to our agreement, François and I will have one more time to meet before graduation. It seems I will be involved with his graduation. "Okay, Mason, I would not give up our four days for the world. But could we keep those four days a week and give François and me four days also?" "UH, Paige, math genius, a week has seven days, " Mason said. "Ah, it does. But you and I have, say, Sunday and Monday, Friday and Saturday. Four days in a home together, going to sleep together, waking up together. So in a PR, François and I have Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Maybe we don't get the one we want. Maybe we don't even get one. But we have four days together. On one day I will be with François in a PR, but I will wake up with Mason and go to sleep with him. I really have more time with Mason then with François. "Remember, Mason, after graduation, you and I will continue to see each other. We may even be seeing more of each other, depending on what Jenna and Sam do. But François and I will have the Atlantic Ocean between us. Maybe he will have a junior concubine. I don't know. But will that work? Mason looked at her for a minute, then smiled, and said, "I think it only fair. In fact, since you two really only have four or five hours a week, and you and I have maybe forty why not sign up for every school day? Any problem signing up for a PR - I can sign up for one for you two." `Oh, Mason! I do love you," Paige squealed and kissed him. `GROUP HUG!" And they did. 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.