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Little Mac-Daddy 2
Mac walks over to her bed and sits down, wondering what Frankie means by ‘Payback.’ Frankie has a seat beside him, letting her robe stay open. “So, Mac. Got any girlfriends at school?” Mac begins to blush a little, embarrassed about getting into his love life. “No, not really. Don’t really talk to that many girls in school.” She smirks, lovingly but also seductively. “So you haven’t even had your first kiss yet, have you?” Mac shamefully shakes his head no, as he looks downward to the floor. Frankie reaches over and places her hand on his chin, lifting his head. She then leans in and slowly kisses him on the lips. It’s a simple kiss, but one that lasts a while, longer than Mac expected. She pulls back, as Mac still has a stunned look on his face. “F-F…Frankie?” She smiles at him again. “There, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”
She leans in again, but this time Mac meets her halfway, and they lock lips again. The kiss is more passionate this time, as Frankie moves her tongue around Mac’s mouth. Mac begins to let his hands wonder, and they find their way under Frankie’s robe and to her bare breasts. He rubs them and squeezes them, enjoying his first feel of a woman’s body. Frankie pulls back from the kiss, but stays close enough to let Mac continue his feel. “You sure are a fast learner, Mac.” She puts her hand on his chest and gently pushes him down onto the bed. Mac looks confused as Frankie begins to unbuckle & pull down his pants. “What are you doing, Frankie?” She gets them unbuckled and pulls them halfway down, just enough to uncover his decent sized man meat. She takes hold of it and leans in closer. “Just showing you the advantages of what having a girlfriend is like.”
A couple rooms down the hall, Bloo is hiding in his room under bunk beds. After a moment has past, he peers his head out. “Mac’s been stuck in Frankie’s room for a long time. Maybe I should go try to save him. Then again, hiding is a good idea, too.” He slides back under the bed for a moment, then comes completely out and stands up, deciding to take action. “I can’t leave my buddy in danger. I’m his Imaginary Friend. I must save him! Besides, if I don’t, I’ll have no one to play video games with.” He rushes out of his room and down the hall. He notices Eduardo’s room is right next to Frankie’s. As he rushes in, he can hear sounds coming from Frankie’s room through the walls. “My god, Frankie’ must be torturing him in there. I must act quickly!” Immediately, he opens the window in the room and climbs out. He begins to climb across the ledge of the house, slowly making his way to Frankie’s window so he can bust in and save the day. When he reaches the window though, he sees just the opposite of what he was thinking. He sees Mac getting good head from Frankie.
The Robe is off and tossed aside on the bed. Mac is grimacing in pleasure as Frankie bobs her head up and down on his Cock. “S-So…this is how…a Blowjob feels.” The words barely come out of his mouth. Mac feels so good that he can barely speak. Frankie stops her motion and takes his Cock out of her mouth. “I can tell you like it, Mac. In that case, you’ll love this.” She takes her hand and plays with his balls as she inhales his Cock again, this time sending it deep into her mouth, until it’s no long visible. Bloo, looking from the outside, is wide-eyed in shock. “WHAT? Mac’s getting a blowjob…and not me? How could…? When did…? Why did…? I GOTTA GET IN ON THIS!!” He smacks his hands together, determined to get inside the room…until he notices that nothing is holding him up on the ledge. He falls down off the ledge and lands in the hedges.
Back in the room, Frankie finishes up on Mac. She takes his Cock out of her mouth again and gives it one last long lick, before stroking it with her hand. She looks up at Mac, to see his expression. “So how do you feel so far, Mac?” There’s a wide grin on his face that could be mistaken as The Joker’s. “R-R-R…Real good, Frankie.” She gives him a seductive look, the same look that she gave to him earlier. “Well prepare to feel better.” She climbs up to her knees and onto Mac, still gently stroking his Dick with her hand. She then stops, and guides herself onto his manhood, slowly sliding down onto it. Mac clenches his fists, immediately feeling how tight her pussy is. Frankie can feel his Cock swelling up even more inside of her, and it catches her off guard. “God, he’s starting to feel me up.”
Outside the House…
Bloo has set up a makeshift slingshot using a gigantic Rubber Band (don’t ask where he got it from) and two trees. The slingshot is aimed at Frankie’s window. “I gotta get in there and get me some of that.” He backs himself up on the slingshot, pushing the Rubber Band as far as it’ll stretch. “Well, here goes nothing. GERONIMO!!!” He launches himself off the slingshot and rips through the air. He flies higher, and higher, and higher, and…over the house completely. After 3 minutes of soaring through the clouds, he finally lands, ironically, at the Bi-Annual Midnight Picnic & Firework Imaginary Friend Festival. More precisely, right on Eduardo’s stomach. “Senor Bloo, what are you doing here? Senor Herriman…” Bloo climbs off of his stomach and runs back to the house. “No time! Got better things to do!”
Back at the House…
Frankie begins to pump herself on Mac’s Cock. She runs her fingers across his chest, feeling her frustration fading away with each motion. Mac reaches up to grab a hold of Frankie’s Tits again. He squeezes and rubs them as he did before, as he becomes lost in a wave of ecstasy. “She feels so warm inside. Man, this is the happiest day of my life.” Frankie becomes lost in the moment also, as she speeds up and begins to grind and bounce on his Cock. Her breasts bounce up & down, regardless of being held by Mac. Frankie leans in close to Mac, and their eyes meet. They kiss passionately again, as their tongues wrestle between their mouths. The action is hot & heavy. Frankie’s hair has bounced out of a ponytail and is fully let down. After a long while, Mac breaks the kiss, and looks ready to blow. “Frankie…I feel like I’m gonna explode…” Frankie stops her motion and hops off of his Cock. “Go ahead, Mac. Let it blow!”
Mac does just that, as he shoots his load all over her back and her ass. It seems non-stop as Frankie falls on top of Mac, sweaty & exhausted. Both are breathing hard, as Mac barely musters up the strength to speak. “Frankie…does this mean…I’m your boyfriend?” A look of shock comes over Frankie’s face. That was the last thing she expected to hear come out of his mouth. But it doesn’t sound as outrageous as she thought it would. In fact, she begins to welcome the idea as a smile forms on her face. “Yeah Mac…you’re my boyfriend.”
At that moment, Bloo crashes through the window and lands right in front of the bed, finally successful in getting into her room. “AM I LATE?” Frankie sits up in her bed, and uses her sheet to cover herself. “Yep, too late Buddy.” Bloo drops down to his knees, realizing his chance has passed. “NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!” “HEY!” His scream is interrupted by Frankie, who’s wearing a devious. “There is one way to get some of what Mac got.” Bloo smiles anxiously. “I’ll do anything! You name it, it’s done!” “Do my house chores for the whole month.” Bloo dashes out of the room and down the stairs, about to do just what Frankie asked of him. She sits there wearing a smirk, as Mac has fallen asleep beside her. “Frankie, you’re quite the motivator.”
The Next Morning…
The rest of the house returns from the celebration to see Bloo scurrying around the whole house, making sure it’s in tiptop shape. Frankie & Mac are descending the stairs, holding hands. Mr. Herriman hops out in front of the other house residents looking confused. “What is going on here? Why is Bloo actually acting helpful?” Frankie flashes a grin at Mr. Herriman. “You just have to have the right motivation for him, Mr. H. Now if you’ll excuse me, we’re going out to get some breakfast.”
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