Mindy's First Boyfriend - Part Two

((Continuing directly from Mindy's First Boyfriend - Part One! If you haven't read that one yet, read it first!))

Dinner with Franky and Veronica was a quick, joyful affair. Pepperoni pizza, iced tea, and garlic knots were not the healthiest dinner she’d ever had, but it was fun. They ate in the living room, and an episode of One Piece played on the TV. Mindy snuggled up to Franky on the sofa, to Veronica’s relentless teasing, but she seemed good-natured about it. 

Mindy’s eyes glanced toward Franky’s cock every time she moved or adjusted how she sat beside him, curious to see if he noticed how high her pleated skirt hem was against her thighs. She wondered if Veronica, sitting at an angle from them, could see the dark spot on her panties or if she could see the dry but slightly sticky spot on Mindy’s thigh from Franky’s goo. 

Mindy couldn’t keep her hands off Franky. She casually kept her hand on his thigh, just below where his cock might reach if he got hard. When they finished their food, they kept watching the show. Mindee took the blanket off the back of the sofa and threw it over Franky and her. He sat in the sofa corner, and she leaned against him, her legs tucked under her, his arm wrapped over her, her hand on his now-covered thigh, his hand on her covered breast.

His dick hardened in her hand, and her nipple stiffened in his. He slid his hand under her sweater from below and beneath her cami and bra from above. She lowered his zipper slowly and pulled out his length. 

Veronica, the goth shorty, sat in the recliner with her feet up, and Mindy had a view up most of her skirt, enough to see that the fishnets she wore were thigh highs and not full hose. The girl’s pale thighs and round breasts pushing against her top were soft and feminine, and Mindy found herself staring as she closed her grip around Franky’s hidden dick. 

Franky’s eyes fluttered, and his breathing hitched as Mindy squeezed him in her hand. She didn’t tug or pump her hand, but she stroked her fingers along the underside as if milking a cow’s teat, a trick she’d learned on a school field trip years ago and hadn’t thought about since. 

Franky rested his head behind him and took a deep breath. 

Mindy loved the feeling of pleasuring him this way. There was power in it, but more than that, there was the sense of lusty shame filling her, driving her, making her want to do all kinds of things to him. She wondered if Veronica would notice if she disappeared beneath the blanket. Probably. She’d seen One Piece before, and it wasn’t that attention-grabbing. 

Mindy smiled a wicked smile. Veronica knew what they were doing, and either she didn’t care, or she was waiting to see how far they’d go before calling them on it for maximum embarrassment. Mindy licked her lips. Franky squeezed her breast in his hand, mimicking her squeeze on his cock. The sensation pulsed through Mindy, her dark-brown nipple scraping his palm as her eyes fluttered. 

Warmth pooled in her, stirring slowly as he groped her. She bit her lip to keep from making any noise, and Franky squeezed harder. She swallowed her cry, squeezing his dick harder in response, and it pulsed in her hand, flexing in her grip. 

Belatedly, Mindy realized the episode ended, and the final credits rolled. 

“I’m going upstairs.” Veronica announced. “Franky, can you put the food away?” 

Franky nodded. 

“Mom and Dad should be home soon. Mindy, you coming?” Veronica asked, crossing her arms over her chest. “Or are you gonna keep canoodling?” 

Mindy’s voice was breathier than she intended when she answered, and she nodded with her chin toward the TV instead of revealing where her hands were. Her left hand was crossing her body, squeezing his dick. Her right hand was between her legs, pressed beneath her on the sofa cushions. 

“I wanted to watch another episode.” Mindy said. 

“You’ve seen these.” Veronica scoffed. 

“Yeah, but I like this show.” Mindy protested. “It’s fun!” 

“Suit yourself.” Veronica rolled her eyes. “I’ll be upstairs. You sleepin’ over tonight?” 

Mindy nodded. “I’ll have to leave early in the morning for church, but if it’s okay…” 

Veronica shrugged. “Of course.” She said, stepping past them to leave them in the living room. “Don’t push your luck too far, Bro.” She said to Franky. “Mindy’s a virgin.” 

Mindy blushed a dark shade of tan, not saying anything but sinking into the blanket as her face darkened. 

“I… I wasn’t going to–” Franky stuttered, but his protest died as Veronica laughed and walked upstairs, disappearing into her bedroom. 

“I wasn’t.” Franky repeated to Mindy, his voice hushed. 

“It’s okay.” Mindy said, squeezing his cock. “I want you to.” 

“You do?” Franky asked. 

“Maybe not here and now… but later tonight?” Mindy asked. “I can sneak out of Veronica’s room and meet you in your room?” 

Franky’s eyes went wide. He nodded slowly, then paused. “Maybe not upstairs.” He said. “Meet me in the basement.” 

Mindy’s brow scrunched in confusion. Their basement was finished, a playroom for Franky and Veronica when they were little, but it was mostly storage nowadays. They’d had sleepovers down there before, though. The sleeper sofa was comfy. The ping pong table, board game closet, and dart board were fun too. It was an excellent place to have a party, but why would he want to meet there instead of in his room?

“It’s… it’s soundproof.” Franky explained. “We won’t get caught. And if you want me to tie you up or do any of that other stuff…” 

Mindy nodded emphatically. “Okay. I’ll meet you downstairs, Senpai.” 

Franky gulped. “I can’t believe I have my very own little Japanese schoolgirl slut.” 

“Korean.” Mindy corrected him immediately. “I’m Korean.” 

“I know.” Franky said. “Sorry. Just… all the anime…” 

Mindy frowned. “I’m Korean. Not Japanese. Don’t… don’t call me Japanese. I’m okay if you call me your little schoolgirl, or slut, or whatever. I like that. But… I don’t know how to explain it, but I don’t like it when you call me Japanese. It’s… it makes me feel like you’re pretending I’m someone else.”

“Okay.” Franky said, nodding. “You like it when I call you the other things, though? Even the degrading stuff?” 

Mindy nodded, biting her lip and squeezing his cock. “That makes me feel like you’re seeing me. The real me. I’m a dirty-minded little schoolgirl slut, Senpai.” 

Franky took a deep breath. He flexed in Mindy’s hand. “God, I want to fuck you so hard right now.” He sighed. 

“Want to go downstairs?” Mindy asked. 

Franky glanced behind them and shook his head. “Not yet. If my parents come home at the wrong moment, or Veronica comes looking for us, we’d get in trouble.” 

“Well… can we mess around now?” Mindy asked. 

Franky nodded. “We need a safe word.” 

Mindy thought about it for a moment. “How about Bratwurst?” 

“Perfect.” Franky agreed, laughing. “If I do or say something you don’t like, say Bratwurst.”  

“Yes, Senpai.” Mindy said, smiling. “So… what would you like to do now?” Mindy asked. “Do you want me to suck your cock?” 

Franky bit his lip and took a deep breath. “Not yet. I want to get you off first.” He shifted in his seat, and Mindy released his cock as he moved toward her. He put his leg behind her and spun her around so she could sit with her back against him. He lifted her skirt, and she felt his length slide between her cheeks, her soft panties sliding against him as she reclined against him. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her sweater over her head, keeping it under the blanket. 

Mindy gasped as he pushed her forward, bending her so he could unhook her bra. The clasps unhooked, and the bra fell forward. She clutched it to her chest but didn’t protest as he pulled her against him and pushed the bra straps over her arms, removing it and pulling it out of her cami top. 

“What should I do with my hands?” Mindy asked, then gasped as Franky groped her breasts. 

“Put them behind your back.” Franky said. “Pretend I’ve tied them…” He said, drifting off as he looked around them. “Or give me your sweater.” 

Confused, Mindy passed him her sweater. He smiled and pushed her forward again after kissing her neck. She leaned forward, and he put her wrists behind her back as if cuffing them, then shifted them so she was touching her elbows. He pulled the sweater sleeves and wrapped them over her forearms, tying them off. The soft fabric made a stretchy but firm tie, and Mindy’s core flooded with heat. She leaned against him again, and Franky groped her as she arched her back to make way for her arms between them. Her hands groped but could only clasp her elbows, and she gasped as Franky took complete control of her body and pleasure. 

He tweaked her nipples, wringing the stuff buds in ways that made Mindy explode with pleasure and pain in equal, confusing measure. She moaned, and Franky clasped his hand over her mouth. “Quiet, pervert.” 

Mindy flushed with heat and wiggled against him. 

“I mean it.” Franky whispered. “If you don’t hush up, I’ll have to shove those panties of yours into your mouth.” 

Mindy swallowed and nodded frantically. 

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Franky asked, his voice still a whisper. “You want me to rip those panties off you and shove them into your mouth to keep you nice and quiet while I play with you?” 

Mindy nodded, her eyes shuddering closed as she surrendered to the flood of pleasure and pain that echoed through her body at his touches and tugs at her breasts. 

“Please.” She shuddered. “Please, Senpai?” Her hot breath washed against his palm and warmed her mouth and nose. 

Franky reached between her legs. He didn’t remove her panties but probed her through them with his fingers, pushing against her folds, which caused her warming lips to moisten and drip with anticipation as the pressure pushed against her nerves and made her shudder against him. 

She tried to move her arms, her instincts pushing her to grip his wrist, or to grope her breasts, or to do something, anything to him. Instead, the tie held her still, and the echo of pleasure coursed through her as she gave herself over to it. She breathed, struggling to remember to do so with one of his hands still clamped over her mouth. 

Franky kissed her neck. His teeth scraped her skin in a delightful tease, the promise of a bite that never came. She shook in his arms, his embrace holding her still as his fingers pressed and played, scraping against the waistband of her panties beneath her skirt. She was hot and wet by the time his fingers found their purchase in her folds. Her pretty pussy was slick and open for him, her petals blooming and radiating with their pink heat against his pale fingertips. He hooked his finger, flicking her clit, and she nearly screamed into his hand. She clenched her legs and opened her eyes, desperate for more. 

“Such a slut.” Franky said. “Who knew? All this time, my sister’s best friend was nothing but a pervert. A hungry little cock whore and cumslut who needed a man to come along and take her, help her fulfill her purpose, teach her how to suck his cock, how to fuck, how to be what she was always destined to be: his filthy little fuck toy.” 

Mindy shuddered in his arms, and she moaned into his hand, not caring if he chastised her for the noise. She had to vent the pressure building in her somehow, and his fingers weren’t driving her toward the release she craved. Every touch and bit of pressure squeezing her only added to the pressure boiling in her veins. She felt ready to burst, pop, and explode at any moment, but the moment was always ahead, never any closer. 

“Are you close?” Franky asked. 

“I–” Mindy gasped, trying to talk through his palm as he pressed it flatter against her mouth. 

“I asked you a question. Are you close to cumming for me like a good little pervert?” Franky asked, not letting her answer with his hand over her mouth. 

Mindy tried to speak, but it came out muffled as she tried to say, ‘Yes, Senpai.’ She nodded but could barely move her head with the effort. 

Franky kissed her neck, dipping his finger into her hot, dripping hole and fucking her with his middle-finger while index and ring finger pinned her open beneath the blanket. Her legs clenched and spasmed, and she bucked, but he held her firmly in place. He was stronger than she was, and her eyes rolled as she ached for release. She whimpered, and the noise stroked something primal in Franky, who redoubled his efforts. He released her face and pulled the blanket to her. 

“Bite down.” Franky instructed, and Mindy bit the blanket without question. She moaned again, then whimpered, and felt him twitch beneath her ass. She rocked her hips, trying to stroke him as she reclined against him, but that only made him wrestle her more firmly, groping her breast with one hand and finger-fucking her with the other. 

She whimpered, panted, and moaned. Franky kept his passion going, igniting hers as he pleasured her in every way he knew how. 

She bucked and kicked, and finally, the pressure pushed past the last restraint, and she popped, cumming hard with his finger deep inside her. She clenched and squeezed, shaking and moaning with vibrato as she came, screaming her high-pitched, throaty release into the blanket that he shoved into her face to muffle her cries. 

Mindy’s entire body exploded, her world entering some cosmic level of destruction until she felt empty, and she fell against Franky, a broken husk of the woman she’d been. 

Franky held her, breathing calmly through her release and collapse. He held her when she finished and removed his finger from her as gently as he could. He swallowed thickly and wiped his hand on her skirt beneath the blanket. 

“Fuck, Mindy.” Franky said, breathing hard. “That was hot.” 

Mindy smiled. “Did I do a good job, Senpai? A plus?” 

“A plus.” Franky said, smiling. “Just wait until tonight when I teach you how to take a proper cock.” 

Mindy bit her lip but couldn’t help the smile that pushed through her hazy, glossy-eyed expression of relief. She sagged, boneless in his arms. He laughed and held her like that, stroking her hair gently as she slowly fell asleep. 

She woke to the sound of a car in the driveway, and Franky unwrapped her sweater in a heartbeat. He fixed himself, and Mindy threw her clothes back on as quickly as she could. She managed it just before the garage door in the kitchen opened, and Franky and Veronica’s parents walked in. Mindy didn’t wait for them to enter but fled upstairs as Franky moved to greet them. She slowed her pace as she entered Veronica’s room, and Veronica looked up at her from the bed with a glowing smile. 

“Oh my god, your hair.” Veronica giggled. 

Mindy clutched at her hair, flattening the mussed tangle. 

“You’re terrible at hiding this.” Veronica laughed. 

Mindy flushed with shame. 

“Don’t get me wrong. I’m happy that you’re finally getting some.” Veronica said, picking up her hairbrush and gesturing for Mindy to join her on the bed. “But girl, you need better taste in men. My brother doesn’t deserve you.”

Mindy shrugged and sat on the bed with her back to Veronica, who sat behind her and started brushing her hair. “If you want, Henry has some friends I could introduce you to.” 

Mindy didn’t answer. “I like Franky.” She said. “He likes the things I like.” 

“Anime?” Veronica asked. “I like anime. You never tried to get frisky with me on the sofa.” 

Mindy blushed deeper and shook her head, though not much since Veronica had a fistful of her hair as she brushed out a tangle. “You’re a girl.” 

“You’ve never wondered what it would be like to kiss a girl?” Veronica asked. 

“No.” Mindy lied. “I mean… not really.” 

“Okay.” Veronica said, not believing her but not pressing the matter either. “You still staying over tonight? Or did you get what you came for?” 

Mindy sighed. “If it’s okay with your parents…” 

“It’s okay with my parents. They like you. They think you’re a good influence.” Veronica said. 

Mindy laughed. “Does that make you a bad influence?” 

“The worst.” Veronica nodded. “But at least I can help you hide that hickey.” 

Mindy jumped off the bed, the alarm on her face vivid as she spun and pulled at her sweater, turning and twisting her head as if she could see her neck. 

Veronica laughed so hard she nearly rolled off the bed, clutching her sides and falling over. “I’m kidding. You don’t have a hickey.” She managed to get out after a long bout of laughter. “You need to work on your poker face.” 

“Not funny!” Mindy protested, stamping her foot. 

“Oh, it’s funny.” Veronica assured her. “You jumped up faster than a jackrabbit, like if I’d tried to cop a feel or something.” 

“Ha ha.” Mindy said, pouting. “I’m gonna get you back for that.” 

“Sure you will.” Veronica said, smiling. “Now come on. Let me clean you up before my mom comes up here and realizes what the new sofa stains are from.” 

“We didn’t–!” Mindy protested. She didn’t think they stained the sofa. Had they? She’d cum pretty hard. She could still feel the echoes of it, the pleasurable lofty feeling of release as if she were still coming down from some high. The moisture on her thighs dried in the air, she’d thought, and her skirt, but without a black light, there weren’t any visible stains. Had someone noticed something? Had she missed something? Was there a smell? 

Veronica laughed at Mindy’s distress but stood and comforted her with a hand on her arm. “Calm down.” She said. “I’ve got you.” 

Mindy smiled, still embarrassed, but she knew Veronica wouldn’t shame her over it or expose her to her parents. She trusted Veronica. They’d been close friends for years, and Veronica was the best bad influence. It took a few minutes, but when Veronica’s mom came upstairs, the two were laughing together on her bed, reading Manga, and hanging out like old times. 

Their evening passed in leisure and fun, with Mindy borrowing some of Veronica’s pajamas for the evening. A pair of tiny Highschool DxD pajama shorts rode low on her narrow hips. Her clothes were by Veronica’s desk; she added a T-shirt before she took off her bra. The Sailor Moon tee was small on Mindy and tight against her breasts, which caused it to ride up slightly and show a strip of flesh above her waistband. 

“Christ Mindy. You’re so fucking sexy.” Veronica said, shaking her head. 

“No, you are.” Mindy said, eyeing Veronica’s black panties and cami, which she wore as pajamas. 

Veronica struck a pose. “You know you want a piece of this.” She said and slapped her butt. Mindy admired the jiggle, then broke into giggles when she realized Veronica was watching her with a confident smirk. She turned away and shook her head. 

“If I wasn’t with Henry…” Veronica started. 

“You’d what, try to sleep with me?” Mindy asked. “We’re both girls. How would that even work?” 

Veronica looked at Mindy. “We’ve seen enough of the same hentai that I know you know exactly how that would work.” She laughed at Mindy’s sudden blush. “But don’t worry. I won’t molest you in your sleep.” 

Mindy giggled. “I don’t know if your brother would appreciate you flirting with his new girlfriend.” 

“You wouldn’t want to date us both? Dating siblings could be a hot little triangle.” Veronica suggested, laughing as she slid beneath the covers and scooted over. 

Mindy rolled her eyes. “I don’t know if I could ever date more than one person. I don’t know how those harem animes do it. It seems so complicated!” 

“People are complicated.” Veronica said, shrugging. “That’s okay. I love you anyway, Min.” 

“Love you too, V.” Mindy said, climbing into bed. 

She waited until Veronica fell asleep, but Mindy’s heart beat so vigorously in her chest that there was no chance of her falling asleep. She only had to wait, warm and comfortable in this bed, with Veronica’s arm touching hers, the warm body beside her only adding to her comfort. The soft pillow, the firm mattress, and the darkness washed her away in bliss. Still, she couldn’t fall asleep. It was impossible. At least, that was what she thought until Franky stirred her awake. 

Mindy blinked her eyes open. Franky squeezed her hand gently, waking her in the darkness. Without a word, he motioned for her to follow, and she slid from beneath the blankets without disturbing Veronica, who’d rolled over in her sleep. The crack of light from the open bedroom door illuminated a shaft of the room, enough to see by. Franky picked up her clothes, and Mindy carefully followed Franky through the darkness. 

He led her out of the bedroom, down the hall, down the stairs, through the kitchen, and into the basement. Mindy descended the stairs behind him, more awake now than she’d ever been. Anticipation built inside her. In a few minutes, she and Franky would be more than boyfriend/girlfriend, or master/slut, or whatever. They’d be lovers. She warmed at the thought, and her excitement grew as Franklin turned the dimmer to illuminate the basement. 

He’d arranged the former playroom with the pullout bed pulled and readied. He had candles lit and flowers. Fake flowers, she could tell, but still. What excited her almost as much as that was the box beside the bed. The large screen TV on the wall had a DVD player, and he put a disc in, illuminating the room with bondage-themed Hentai. 

“Take off those shorts.” Franky gestured to her shorts. 

She slid her shorts down without a word, leaving her panties on. She stepped out of them excitedly, kicking them aside. She moved to pull her t-shirt off but hesitated, waiting for his command. 

Franky nodded. 

She whipped her shirt off and threw it to the floor, her tits bouncing with her movements. 

“Put this on.” Franky said, giving her the white cami. 

She took it and looked at it, confused. “But I thought–” 

“Put it on.” Franky said, smiling. 

Mindy pulled it on. He handed her the skirt next, and she pulled that on, too, zipping it up. 

“Take your panties off.” Franky said. 

“Yes, Senpai.” Mindy said. She hooked her thumbs through her waistband and slid them off in one smooth shove. They fell to her feet, and she kicked them away to join the t-shirt and shorts. 

“Kneel.” Franky said and gestured to the floor. 

Mindy knelt. Not sure what to do with her hands, she folded them in her lap. 

“Give me your hands.” Franky said, pulling a pair of handcuffs out of the box. 

Mindy lifted her hands from her lap, and Franky closed the metal handcuffs over her wrists with her arms in front of her. Mindy smiled, twisting her arms to test the tightness and feeling the cuffs shift. 

“You disappointed me.” Franky said, his voice dark. “Falling asleep like that.” 

“Oh.” Mindy said, surprised. She looked up at Franky, and he scowled at her but winked, making her smile brighten. “I’m sorry, Senpai. I didn’t mean to fall asleep, honest.” 

“But you did.” Franky said. “What do you think we should do about it?” 

“I…” Mindy hesitated, thinking through what she should say and not knowing what should come next. “I suppose you could punish me?” 

Franky nodded. “Yes, I think a punishment would be appropriate. A spanking, to be specific.”

“Oh.” Mindy said, looking around. “Okay.” 

Franky patted her on the head. “Say, Hai, Senpai.” 

“Hai, Senpai.” Mindy repeated. 

“Say, please spank me, Senpai.” 

“Please spank me, Senpai.” Mindy said, her voice making the repetition more pleading. “I deserve it for disappointing you. Spank your filthy little slut.” 

Franky stepped forward, and pulled her to her feet by her hands. He helped her stand, then sat on the bed with his back against the sofa, his legs straight out. “Lay over my lap.” 

Mindy leaned forward and crawled, somewhat awkwardly with her hands cuffed, until she laid over his lap with her lap over his. He lifted the back of her skirt, displaying her ass to the room. He rubbed her cheek in his hand, first one, then the other. He gave her a little smack. 

“Mm!” Mindy squeaked. The sting was slight and faded quickly. 

“Say thank you, Senpai, after each one. Okay?” Franky asked. 

“Hai, Senpai.” Mindy said, her voice husky and eager. She wiggled her bottom, and he smacked her again. “Thank you, Senpai.” 

Franky smiled. “We’ll see how sincere those thank yous are after I switch out my hand for this.” He passed something to his right hand so she could see it and held it before her face. A wooden spoon he must have pulled as they passed through the kitchen. She hadn’t noticed. She’d been too distracted. 

She took a deep breath, pushing her tits against the mattress as she propped herself up on her elbows. She nodded and wiggled her bottom again. 

Franky started with his hand. He spanked her, alternating cheeks as he went and starting light, but growing stronger with each one until she made the noises he wanted to hear. 

–Smack– “Thank you, Senpai.” 

–Smack– “Thank you, Senpai.” 

–Smack– “Thank you, Senpai.” 

–Smack– “Thank you, Senpai.” 

–Smack– “Thank you, Senpai.” 

–SMack– “Ah! Thank you, Senpai.” 

–SMAck– “Aha! Thank you, Senpai.” 

–SMACk– “Mm! Thank you, Senpai.” 

–SMACk– “Ah! Thank you, Senpai.” 

–SMACK– “MMMM! Thank you, Senpai.” Mindy clutched the blanket cover in her fists, squeezing it with her fingers as pleasure and plain flooded through her. “Harder, Senpai! Punish me!” 

Franky raised an eyebrow but delivered another six spankings, three on each cheek, at full force. The smacks clapped through the room, and Mindy shifted forward over his lap, rubbing against him with each strike. His hard cock pressed against her lap, and she pushed herself back into position each time. She moaned and panted through the spanking, gasping and making high-pitched noises every time his hand landed against her soft cheeks, the underside of her butt perfect for spanking. 

“God, Mindy.” Franky said, almost as if speaking to himself. “You’re such a pervert.” 

“Yes, Senpai.” Mindy said. “I know. I’m a filthy, disgusting pervert.” 

“Have you had enough?” Franky asked, noticing her skin was starting to darken. On Caucasian skin, her ass would be a healthy pink or even red. On her, she only looked more tan, as if she’d been outside in the sun. 

“Don’t you dare stop.” Mindy said. “I love this. I want more. Harder. Spank me harder, Senpai!” 

“Such a little freak.” Franky chuckled and gave her what she wanted. 

“AH!” Mindy cried as he spanked her so hard he pushed her lap into his. “Oh, yes! Yes, Senpai! Just like that!” 

He hit her again, his hand crossing both cheeks, striking from above. He kept going, and Mindy kept moaning and crying her thank yous and “Ah!” and “Mmm!” and “Oh!”s as he went. 

“Have you had enough?” Franky asked, his arm tired and his hand stinging from the effort. 

Mindy shook her head. “I’m… I’m almost there, Senpai!” 

“You’re…” Franky paused, confused. Mindy spread her legs, and Franky dipped his hand between them. She practically scorched him with how hot she was. Her ass had heat coming off it from the spanking, but it was nothing compared to the heat blooming out of her pretty pussy. Her lower lips parted with her legs, and she dripped onto his finger as he slid it against her. 

“Oh!” Mindy cried. “Oh, please, Senpai!” 

Franky pushed his finger inside her, and Mindy bit the blanket, shoving her face into the mattress and screaming. An idea seized him, and he raised the spoon in his right hand, bringing it down on her ass while he fingered her with his left hand. He got ten whole smacks in with it before she came. She clenched his finger, seizing around it and gushing as she twitched. 

Franky smiled, watching her cum as she shook and collapsed against his lap. She took a deep breath, then another, turning her head so she was no longer pushing her face into the mattress. 

“Thank you, Senpai.” Mindy gasped. 

Franky smiled. “Are you ready, do you think?” Franky asked. 

Mindy nodded quickly, scooting down. “Do you want me on top or on the bottom?” 

Franky pushed his pajama pants down and his briefs, letting his cock spring free. Mindy licked her lips. Franky reached over and opened the condom. He rolled it onto his cock and nodded toward it. “Climb on.” He told Mindy. “Straddle me.” 

Mindy bit her lip. “But… you’re so big, Senpai. Will it… will it hurt? I heard it hurts the… the first time.” 

“If you weren’t ready for me, it might.” Franky said. “But you’re more than ready, and the condom is lubed. It might feel uncomfortable at first unless your dildo is me-shaped.” 

Mindy shook her head. Fingers were the most she’d used thus far. They’d paved the way, as it were, but they weren’t Franky’s flagpole sticking toward the ceiling. Still, she wanted it. She needed it. Her body craved it the more she stared at it, and she swung her leg over his without overthinking. Her hands still cuffed together, she reached between them and guided his tip toward her tunnel. She closed her eyes as his head pushed against her folds and opened them again as Franky sucked a nipple into his mouth. 

“Oh!” Mindy said, pleasure and pain mixing through her body as Franky bit down. “OH!” 

Franky smiled, still biting as Mindy sank onto his cock, fitting half of him inside her with one thrust. 

“OH! AH!” Mindy cried as she adjusted, shifting her weight and trying to sink closer to him. 

Franky guided her with his hands on her hips, moving slowly and gently so as not to hurt her. 

“That feels so… you feel so good, Senpai!” Mindy said, closing her eyes again. “OH!” She sank further onto him, her eyes watering. “Please.” She gasped. “Oh! Just… fuck me, Senpai!” 

Franky pushed his hips up, filling her with his cock. She shuddered and moaned, high and breathy, whimpering as she came down. The noises were something out of a hentai but seemed genuine enough that Franky didn’t care. Mindy didn’t have much other context for what noises she was supposed to make, and the noises felt right. 

Franky did what he could, but Mindy did most of it. She raised her arms so her elbows pointed toward the ceiling and dropped her cuffed wrists behind her head. She sank onto him and rolled her hips, not so much pushing up to her knees as lifting herself slightly and dropping enough to feel the friction of his cock against her filling her after every fall. Franky kissed, sucked, and bit her breasts, scooping and groping them while she ‘rode’ him. 

Mindy shook, her insides squeezing Franky’s length like the warmest, softest vice. Franky exploded, filling the condom inside her, which she barely felt through her orgasm. She shook and writhed, and Franky lowered her to the mattress. 

“Good girl.” Franky said, kissing her. Mindy kissed him back, slumping and falling as he softened inside her and withdrew. She rolled to the mattress, staring up at the ceiling with a dazed look on her face. So that was sex? It felt amazing. No wonder people liked it. 

Franky uncuffed her wrists. She barely noticed. “Roll over.” 

She rolled over, face down. Franky rubbed something in his palms, then massaged her butt with it. She clenched at the feel of lotion but relaxed as it soothed her, and his massage lulled her into a deep sleep. She woke, only slightly, as Franky took her ‘schoolgirl’ outfit off and put her shorts back on. Then he put her cami on, and she followed him sleepily upstairs. 

She returned to bed beside Veronica, and Franky kissed her goodnight. She closed her eyes as he left and rolled over, spooning Veronica, who shifted and cuddled against her with a sleepy noise of approval at being the little spoon. Dreams came swiftly, but it was her deepest, most wonderful sleep ever. She couldn’t wait to do that again.