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It Takes Two To Relax	By : KingMe988 Category: +1 through F > Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends Views: 48532 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends or any of its characters. They are the property of Cartoon Network, and thus I will make no money from this story.

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“Miss Francis? Miss Francis!” barked Mr. Herriman as soon as the young woman passed by his office. “Just where do you think you’re going, young lady? You’re supposed to be cleaning out the-“

Frankie sighed, leaned in the doorway and gave him a dirty look. “No, I’m not. Don’t you remember?”

“Remember what? That your work ethic needs so much improvement that I can't even……oh…..oh, dear me.” Her boss hastily softened his tone and grimaced in embarrassment as he suddenly remembered. “That’s right….you have to go to the Department of Motor Vehicles today, correct?”

“Gotta renew my license.” Frankie reminded.

“Well, if the law so dictates, then so be it." he reluctantly conceded. "But do you really have to take off so much time today to take care of this matter? Yesterday you told me that you needed several hours to….well, it just seems so excessive-”

“Believe me.” She grumbled as she plodded off, carrying a small backpack in tow along with her. “I’m not exactly thrilled that I get to stand around in lines all day at the DMV.”

With this, she sighed again and made her exit. However, no sooner had she walked out the front door when her mood seemed to brighten up almost immediately. Giggling devilishly, she raced off to the bus, climbed aboard, and just a minute later she was on the road, clearly going the exact opposite of where she said she’d be going.

Frankie couldn’t stop laughing to herself in glee. It was a good thing that Mr. Herriman hadn’t cared to check her license. For if he did, he would’ve found that it clearly said she still had several more years until her license expired. Hey, what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, right?

A short while later, she had parked the bus along the side of the street, and hurriedly rushed off into the nearby apartment complex. Barely able to contain herself in her anticipation, Frankie bit down on her lip as she scrambled over to a particular second-floor door and excitedly knocked on it so hard she almost left a tiny dent in it.

The door opened up, revealing a young boy who whooped excitedly at the sight of her. Quickly Frankie zipped in, closed the door behind her, and without saying a word she dropped down onto her knees. Mac threw his arms around her, and without a moment’s hesitation the two locked lips in a deep kiss, instantly making him go light-headed in his bliss.

She could barely hold back her laughter as she felt him boldly but clumsily stick his little tongue between her lips and into her mouth. He was definitely a bold scamp. Although he still was by no means an expert at this point, that hardly mattered, for she was more than happy to give him a little more practice. Eagerly Frankie prodded right back, and for a few moments their tongues batted one another playfully, becoming so ensnared that they nearly became entangled in a knot.

Soon Mac’s enthusiasm got the best of him, and he suddenly broke the kiss with a gasp. Grinning, Frankie still hugged him close as she whispered into his ear, “Just you today?”

“Just me.” He answered happily. “Terrence has a big wrestling match today a few towns over, so he and mom won’t be back for a while-“

She of course already knew, but Frankie however still wanted to hear it just one more time – it was like music to her ears. Finally, a much-needed break from her duties at Foster’s, spent with her “special” little friend. The very idea made her so giddy that she shook with delight. Boy, did she have quite a bit of stress that she needed to work out of her system. It had nearly been two weeks since their last little tryst together, - they had a bit of fun up in the Foster's attic where she first introduced him to the wonders of the French kiss. Since then….well, it hadn’t exactly been easy waiting for their next opportunity.

Now, however, they finally had a chance to be alone, and then some. Frankie was definitely ready to get down to business, to say the least. Already she was moist down below, as her damp panties testified. She pecked Mac on the forehead, and in a flash she was practically leaping out of her clothes. Still a little dizzy with joy, it took him a few moments to realize what was going on before he too started stripping down. He however had barely removed his shoes and shirt when Frankie plopped herself onto the nearby sofa, already down to her underwear as she placed her little backpack nearby in easy reach.

Once her got down to his boxer shorts, Mac scampered over to her. It was right then however that he realized she was wearing a bright red silken bra and panties, which together nearly matched her hair perfectly. For a moment, the stupefied boy just stood there, gawking dumbly at the wonderful sight.

Frankie giggled wickedly as she struck a playful pose. “Decided to dig these out…it’s not often that I get a chance to wear these, you know.”

“It’s…it’s….y-you….you’re….y-y-you’re…you l-look” staring unblinkingly with wide brown eyes, Mac stammered like an imbecile until he finally gasped dreamily, “Beautiful.”

Frankie snorted with laughter at the precious picture that he cut. Spending time with him was definitely quite the esteem-booster, to say the very least. Smiling from ear to ear, she patted the couch cushions encouragingly. “So....what are you waiting for?”

As Mac clambered up onto the sofa, Frankie sat up a little and reached behind her back. “I'm glad you like the undies….but I’m pretty sure I have something that you’ll enjoy waaaay more than that.”

Her bra tumbled free, revealing her perky chest melons as she lay back down, partially propped up for the armrest. Mac needed no instruction here – he climbed on top of her and ecstatically give them booth a gentle squeeze before latching onto one of her teats with his eager lips. Frankie happily let out a light moan as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him close, almost smashing his face into her awaiting chest in her zeal. No one could give her girls the care and attention that Mac did. The sensation of his mouth suckling hungrily on her nipples, the feeling of his little hands fondling and caressing her soft flesh – it was almost like a little angel fawning over her breasts. The was no uncalled-for manhandling, no grabbing them so hard it felt like they were about to pop, no unnecessary roughness. Mac practically treated them like a pair of ancient relics, handling them with tender care, which was precisely how she liked it.

Well, at least until she alone wanted something a little more. As she nuzzled the top of his head, she purred, “Come on Romeo, is that all you got?”

Mac quickly understood the signal. Almost automatically he bit down gently with his teeth, sending her shuddering.

“Mmmmm…..oh, yeah….” She moaned while Mac went backing to feasting on her, sucking and kissing away like it was going out of style. If someone were to ever ask him what his favorite food was, he would definitely be sorely tempted to name Frankie’s sweet peaches, for he could snack and suckle on her delectably soft treats for ages. As Mac started to lick and prod at a rock-hard nipple, Frankie groaned as she reached down south and delicately finger her now drenched panties. It was time to kick things up a notch or two.

“Ma-aaaac.” She tried to coo in a singsong voice as she squirmed uncontrollably in rising impatience. The moment he snapped out of his trance of sorts, Mac released his hold on one of her breasts with a soft wet popping sound as he awkwardly crawled down between her thighs. With slightly trembling hands, he grabbed hold of the silk underwear, and carefully began to pull them down.

Frankie smiled and tousled his hair reassuringly. “Not like you’ve never done this before, buddy.” She laughed.

Little did she realize that Mac wasn’t shaking nervously, but rather quivering with anticipation. He had been enjoying himself so much before that he had completely forgotten how her chest was merely the appetizer compared to the main course that now lay before him, served with a side of neatly trimmed red bush. He had no idea what precisely give her sex such an exotic sweetness, but at least he knew that it was a pleasure to dine upon the young woman. The moment he slipped off her underwear, Mac threw himself between her tights and started slurping away with gusto.

“Ohhh!” Frankie cried out in surprise as it felt like her muff was being attacked by a veritable tongue tornado. Despite this only being his third time, he definitely wasn’t shy about doing this anymore, that much could be said. Unjust to him going at her with such a frenzy, Frankie mewled as she gripped the couch tightly.

“Ohhhh…..oh, God….Mac….” she whispered as she was hurled headlong into ecstasy. “Ohhh….ohhh…Mac….”

Afraid that maybe he was being a bit much, Mac managed to peel his mouth away from her tasty snatch and whimpered worriedly, “Frankie? Are you-“

The young woman immediately started to wiggle and squirm unhappily as her pleasure was brought to an abrupt halt. “I-I didn’t say stop!” she whined.

With a sigh of relief, Mac happily went back to licking away at her, enjoying the taste of her sweet juices as they coated his tongue. While he lapped her up with a passion, Frankie’s moans filled the air. This was utter bliss, no doubt about it. As she quickly became utterly caught up in the moment, her hands wandered up to her breasts.

“Oh, yeah….” Frankie groaned as she started tugging and rolling her nipples around between her fingers. “Mac, that feels, so good….ohhh, keep going….keep going…”

Mac did as bid, as her breathless whispers of approval sent the blood flowing to his member, making him rigid as steel. Nothing made him happier than knowing that he was making her happy, and right now it looked as if she was ready for even more. After running his tongue up her slit a few times, he turned to her now very swollen clitoris. Mac clamped down upon it with his lips in a tight seal, and started to suck away.

“MAC!” Frankie arched her back and let out a strangled cry as he sent her rocketing into overload. It was hard to tell what surprised Mac more – her uncontrollably thrashing, or the hot gush of juices that splashed his face. As she floundered in the throws of climax, the startled boy instinctively went back to his slurping, trying to lap up her juices as fast as they spilled out of her.

Gasping hard, Frankie at first just lay there on the couch in a heap, struggling to catch her breath. Mac meanwhile only continued to clean up her soaked snatch and inner thighs, now licking away at a slower pace while he mopped her up down below. As she stared up at the ceiling, Frankie slowly gathered her thoughts together. That was….well….

Frankie broke out into a fat grin. She could describe it in many ways – “fantastic”, “incredible”, “wonderful”, and none of them would still come even close to doing that orgasm any justice. It looked like Mac had definitely earned himself a little reward for his gusto.

Mac yelped as she suddenly sat up and reversed positions, kneeling over him as she pushed him down onto the sofa. With a snicker, she leaned in and licked his ear playfully as she started to remove his boxers. “And just what do you think you’re still doing wearing these?

“Frankie, what’re you-“ Mac squeaked in mid-sentence as he felt her tongue race up his member from bottom to top. Immediately he started squirming about, unused to the sensation, but she merely grabbed his thighs and held him down. With a wink, she ran her tongue around the head, swirling it delicately. After licking and poking at his shaft, she opened her mouth, latched on, and lowered her head slowly, not stopping until she reached the base. The delightful warmth of her mouth and lips were to die for. As she raised her head again, going all the way up to the tip, Mac’s eyes almost rolled into the back of his head.

For a few minutes the boy was in total heaven as Frankie bobbed up and down on him. However, despite his moans and the slight thrusting of his little hips, she kept her pace nice and steady, never speeding up even though he clearly wanted it badly. She merely smiled around her mouthful as she watched him wiggle about and stare up pleadingly into her eyes. It was just so cute, she continued to keep their gazes locked as she enjoyed the adorable sight for all that it was worth.

Much to her delight, it wasn’t all that long until she could feel herself grow ready and wet again. Now was the time to try out her little experiment of sorts.

Frankie stopped her oral ministrations and reached down her little backpack nearby, from which she pulled out a tiny zip-lock baggie. The moment he laid eyes on the white crystalline granules inside, Mac’s eyes bugged a little as he recoiled.

“Wait….what are you…” he stammered. “Frankie, that’s….that’s….”

Of course she knew fully well that is was pure sugar – his Achilles Heel, to say the least. The one thing that could sent the sweet little boy everyone at Foster’s knew and loved into a ravenous little bundle of pure wild energy. Or, at least once he had a tad too much of the pure stuff. But what if she were to just give him a teensy bit?

The idea had been stuck in Frankie’s head for well over a week now, and although she understood that she was playing with fire here, she couldn’t help herself. After all, maybe just a teensy bit couldn’t be all that bad, could it? What could happen, save hopefully something like a stamina boost?

There was only one way to find out. The young woman dipped a finger in, gave it a light coating, then crawled over to the new extremely anxious little boy.

“Frankie, I don’t that’s-“ Before he could say another word, she slipped her finger between his lips and out again in one fluid movement. For a moment, Mac just sat there, still looking up at her nervously. However, suddenly it felt as if he had the energy of a bear coursing through his veins. As his eyes widened with a twitch, Frankie hurriedly turned around and positioned herself onto her hands and knees. Smiling excitedly, she placed a couch cushion behind her. Time to see what-

Frankie let loose with a startled yelp as she suddenly felt Mac grasp on tightly to her hips. As his entire body shook with energy, the slightly sugar-crazed body jabbered something incomprehensible as he stood upon the cushion, guided himself into her, and thrust hard.

She gripped onto the couch armrest tightly and cried out, not suspecting such vigor. The previous two times they had done this, it had been a bit gentler, to say the least, with her being the experienced one guiding her enthusiastic but still amateur friend. While they had worked up plenty of passion during those prior sessions, that had been only after a slow and steady start. This however was a completely different story. No sooner had he slipped inside of her when Mac started pumping away hard.

Frankie scrambled to adjust to his forceful thrusting, and once she started to match his movements, she actually glanced back briefly to make sure that it was actually Mac behind her, for it definitely didn’t feel that way. He went at her almost like a little animal, grunting and panting and quickly speeding up. It was like he was a boy possessed, focused solely on the intense pleasure that he wanted more of.

Frankie breathing soon became heavy as she broke out into a sweat. Jesus, just how much did she actually give him? She had thought it hadn’t been much, but….well, looks like his tolerance was a lot lower than she thought. No going back now, as his pounding grew more fierce by the second.

“Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!” Frankie grunted, joining in with Mac’s moans and the sound of wet flesh slapping together into a carnal symphony. The young woman gasped as to her surprise, she found herself hurling towards her peak at a dizzying speed.

“Mac! Mac’ I’m gonna….oh God, gonna…” she tried say before she cut herself off with a hoarse scream. Her entire body trembled and shook as her climax hit her with the force of a thunderbolt, sending intense pleasure lancing throughout her body. For a moment, she was in a fog of sexual bliss. However, when she came to, to her shock she could still feel Mac’s member plunging in and out of her sex, with no signs of stopping.

“YOU'RE STILL GOING?” she exclaimed in utter shock between her gasps. She felt like she needed a little bit to recover. But when she tried to pull away, Mac only seemed to latch on tighter to her like a magnet, gripping handfuls of sweaty flesh as he continued on. The sugar had driven him into a total and utter frenzy, and he pumped and pounded like a little maniac, unable to think of more than the joy he felt from Frankie’s insides tightly clenching him with every movement. Now, the fresh gush of juices lubricating him only made it easier to get the temporarily wild boy everything that he wanted.

“Mac!” Frankie yelped as she struggled to keep up. “Mac, I…I don’t think I….uh! Uh! Oh God! Uh! Uh! Uh”

She quickly found out that it was quite hard to protest when one’s friend was giving your sex the hammering of a lifetime. For a few moments Frankie could only take it as the intense pleasure jolted through her with every fierce thrust. Finally though, after what felt like taking it for ages, she recovered enough strength to strike back. Two could definitely play at this game

“Is that it?” she suddenly gasped as she barely managed to match Mac. “Is that it? Is that the way you like it? Fine! Then let’s do this!”

With a grunt, she drew from her depleted energy reserves and fiercely started to thrust backwards, catching Mac off guard completely. As she felt his grip on her loosen a little in his surprise, the emboldened redhead continued to vigorously slam him right back.

“How about that, huh?” she panted. “You like that? Huh! Time for you to take it! Come on! Is that all you got? Huh?”

Finally recovering, Mac only gritted his teeth and began trying to match her tit-for-tat, now trying to pound her back harder.

“Oooooh!” Frankie cried out as her lips curled into a smile. “So you wanna play rough, huh? Oh, don’t worry, we will!”

She then immediately sped up alone with him, sending her entire body moving back and forth as the sweat dripped from her. “How you like that, huh?”

Mac just growled and wordlessly kicked it up yet another notch, to which Frankie responded accordingly. Neither one wanted to be outdone by the other, and in no time they were smashing into one another like two animals.

“Yes! Yes!” Frankie was now crying out in the heat of passion, almost intoxicated with the rough pleasure. “Yes! Oh God…oh God….”

Mac jack hammered away, as she struggle to keep herself from coming, despite the fact that she was hovering extremely to her peak yet again. No, not just yet. If he was going to give her everything then she had, then she was going to do the same - she wasn't going down without a fight. Barely able to stand it, she nevertheless thrust back like crazy, working him with her tight sex. Finally, her own but depleted natural energy seemed to win out.

Mac’s entire body stiffened, and in a flash a cascade of pleasure was crashing down around him. Frankie threw back her head and happily cried out victoriously as she came once again. As she struck her pinnacle, carnal joy coursed through her and rocketing her into momentary paradise.

Finally though, they reached their limits. Moaning, Mac slipped loose and tumbled backwards. Well, that was definitely one way to work the sugar out of his system pretty quickly. It felt like he had just woken up from an intense dream, and the sweat-drenched boy just lay where he fell in an exhausted stupor, tongue lolling out of his mouth.

Meanwhile, Frankie gasped in relief as she collapsed, arms hanging limply over the armrest of the sofa. Dog-tired, Frankie remained in her ungraceful sprawl as she took in deep, heavy breaths. That definitely wasn’t what she was expecting, as attested to by the weariness that now overtook her. As her afterglow settled in however, she smirked to herself – definitely oh so worth the risk, nevertheless.

Suddenly she felt a sweaty mop of hair brush up against her thigh. She turned her head and saw Mac attempting to curl up against her. Frankie could’ve sworn her heart melted at the adorable image – it was tough to believe that just a minute or too ago he was giving it to her harder than anyone had ever done. Now though he was once again the sweet little boy who loved to do nothing more than play around with his crush, giving her whatever she desired. Happily she reached down and gathered him into a warm embrace.

As he settled against her, Mac found himself only able to utter just one word. “Whoa.”

Frankie snickered as the two gently nuzzled one another. That definitely summed up everything rather nicely. As he let out a yawn, she glanced to a clock up on the wall. Still plenty of time left, she noted. Good thing, for it would seem that an impromptu nap was definitely in order.

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“My heavens! Miss Francis, are you serious?” Mr. Herriman exclaimed in dismay. “How could you still be down at the DMV after all this time?”

“How could I still not be down here?” he heard her snappily reply. “Look, rabbit, do you want me to go license-less? If you want to start hiring someone to drive to the grocery store, then go ahead, but-“

“All right, all right.” He grumbled. “I understand, no need to throw a fit. Just be sure to call when you’re on your way back, all right?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Frankie answered, sounding as grumpy as her acting skills would allow. As soon as she hung up though, she was all smiles once again as she lay back in the bed, coated with fresh sweat from head to toe. Who knew that store-brand sugar could work such wonders? Especially when a certain someone had to be coaxed in the mood again, although she had been much, much more careful with her serving sizes this time around.

As she basked in her satisfaction, Mac curled up closer to her, making her giggle in delight as she obligingly hugged him close. She rapidly decided that this was definitely one of her favorite parts about these intimate little encounters of theirs. After all, it wasn’t often that she found a guy who was as fun to cuddle with as the little cutie in her arms was.

While he snuggled up tight, Mac beamed brightly. It was hard to tell what he enjoyed more – the passion they had just shared yet again, or the fact that Frankie had followed his suggestion, and they had done it on Terrence’s bed, of all places. Mac snickered devilishly to himself. If only his oaf of an older brother actually knew!

However, he couldn’t cast off one thing that kept nagging him. Anxiously, he whispered to Frankie, “Do….do you think that they’ll figure out that we-“

Frankie cut him off with a quick kiss. “In case you forgot, I know a thing or two about cleaning things up.”

Once again back at ease, Mac nuzzled her cheek, to her delight. She pecked him again on the lips before adding, “And speaking of….I think I need to clean up myself. Herriman’s probably going to be pretty suspicious if I go back smelling like this.”

“Oh…” said Mac somewhat disappointedly as she let go and clambered out of bed. “Okay….shower’s down the hall.”

“Thank you!” she answered cheerily as she exited the room. Mac sighed and rolled over, only to have half the daylights startled from him when someone abruptly started to tickle the back of his neck. He turned onto his back, allowing for Frankie to kiss him on the forehead.

“Well….aren’t you going to join?” she asked expectantly with a wicked glint in her eye. Immediately Mac brightened up, and joyously he scampered along behind her as she left the room again

A minute later they were in the bathroom, and as the water heated up, they passed the time with a little bit of "practice." She sat on the side of the tub, with Mac perched on her lap and allowing him easy access to lock lips with her. As their tongues battered one another, Frankie was already smiling fiendishly as she wondered to herself – now what would the rabbit do if she told him that she had to “take the bus into the shop” next week?”

The End

(Hope you all enjoyed this one as well! Let me know if you think at least a third part might be in order, for I'd be happy to oblige!)
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