Franki - Origins of a Teen Slut

InChristmas Secrets 01we meet Franki Nailor, daughter of Jesse and Mary Ann Nailor. This is a prequel before meeting and establishing Her deep connection to Donnie Nailor, reunited after 10 years of separation, shortly before she begins her senior year in England. Donnie is not in this story, but it's her telling origin on how a beautiful woman turns slut shortly after turning 18, losing her virginity with both men and women.

This is a complex, multi chapter adventure, that is perfect reading after enjoyingThe Christmas Secrets Series

All participants in this story are 18 years old.

Thank youJacobRiley49for your superb editing and support

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March 25, 2025

Chapter One - Flying Back Home in the Arms of an Angel'

Callie Houser and Franki Nailor became fast friends on the streets of London, from the moment eight years ago, that Callie brought Franki a small vase of flowers as a 'housewarming' gift the day they moved from Iowa.

'You'll always be my number one,' Franki said, curled up in Callie's arms flying back from Spring Break '25 with her entire family on the plane.

Jesse and Mary Ann sprung for all five of their children and one partner/friend for a spring break in Cancun. It had been an event filled week, for some more than others, and most were asleep.

'Awww...I wasn't your number one the last month,' Callie reminded Franki, petting her hair and kissing her neck. 'But I take it now.'

As two young girls they spent most nights frolicking around London while their parents hit the local pubs. They protected each other and were smart about where they went, finding refuge from danger in Callie's attic, where they played dolls and talked about boys.

'I love your hair this short,' Franki said on the plane, looking up, drawing a kiss from her friend. They became 'more than friends' in middle school, their desires for boys unfulfilled because all the boys were 'stupid and immature'. Callie first kissed Franki the summer before their freshman year in high school, and they experimented in each other's arms on and off between boyfriends.

'We should try being exclusive,' Franki said again, always suggesting some form of that after a transition away from a suitor or unsavory experiences with boys.

'Ha!' Callie exclaimed, getting a knowing grin from Franki. 'Now you're just trying to be funny.'

Callie had zero time for boys, or men for that matter. She did date a university boy last year, she found him 'quite revolting, really.'

'You like dick WAY too much,' Callie said to Franki, then remembering the events of the past week seeing Franki's grin evaporate the word 'dick' bringing way too much back from the trip.

'I'm sorry...'

Franki curled closer into Callie, trying to crawl into her being, to erase the past 144 hours, or maybe it was to erase what she was feeling.

'Are you ladies okay?' Jesse said, peering over the seat of the airplane, getting an insincere grin from Callie as Franki rolled her eyes at her Father.

'Just peachy,' Callie said, the plane ride would be long enough without Jesse checking in on them. 'We'll let you know if we need anything.'

'The nerve,' Franki said, nuzzling Callie's breast. 'You're way too nice to him after everything.'

'He paid for the trip, I have to be some semblance of nice, and you said you were okay,' Callie kissed Franki's cheek again. 'Am I right?'

'I'll be fine.'

Callie was a looker without having the large breasts, the bodacious hair, or the model looks. What she did have was great eyes that could talk to you with her saying a word. Her personality was infectious and she had a way of putting things that made you feel alone with her in a crowded room. She had an arse that was perfect in yoga pants and even better naked.

There was that night Callie taught Franki to scissor, spurring on an orgasm and leaving Franki shaking on the bed, was the night Franki's heart was permanently tattooed with Callie's mark. The two would kiss for hours, their lips swollen and their pussies soaked. Callie was the first person to go down on Franki and Callie was the first woman Franki ever tasted.

'You're not fine,' Callie said, cupping one of Franki's amazing breasts. She adored and admired the athletic, large breasted woman in her arms, wishing it had just been them all week in Mexico.

'I do love you Callie,' Franki said and then drifted off to sleep.

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'February 23, 2025 - a month before the trip

Chapter Two - Giving Away a Precious Gift'

'He's so CUTE! Why not, Callie?' Franki protested her friend standing between her and Jason Cutler, College senior and captain of the soccer team. 'It's my birthday! And I told you that I was going to give myself away on my birthday.'

'A big fat dick, I know!' Callie was in protection mode, her best, and very close, friend wanting to run away and lose her virginity minutes into her 19th year on the planet.

'You barely know Jason! Damn, I can't believe I introduced you two.'

They had been bar hopping all day and into the evening, doing some ecstasy on top of the beer. Callie was hoping to celebrate with Franki alone, didn't expect her turn to heterosexualism so fast.

There was a loud knock on the small bathroom door. 'You ladies alright in there?' Jason said loudly over the DJ music.

'Give us a minute!' Callie yelled back.

'I'm going!' Franki said, pushing Callie aside and stepping out into the hallway.

'Hi...I was getting worri....Mmmmfftt'

Franki pushed her mouth over his while he was talking, wrapped one leg around his waist and pushed her camisole protected breasts into his chest. The shorter athlete quickly wrapped her in his arms and the two were carnal in their expression of lust for each other.

'Jesus...' Callie muttered and retreated to the bar area defeated.

'Do you have a place we can go to?' Franki breathed, going back in for another passionate kiss, her hands on his chest, rubbing his strong arms.

'Of course,' Jason said, pushing his hands to her breasts; they were drawing him in, the cleavage, the shape, the best he'd seen. 'This way.'

The two separated, Franki's look of sheer lust and wanton desire hand in hand with the University superstar, getting glares from women he'd already conquered or wanted to be in her shoes.

'You're...' he started.

'18, yes...turned today,' Franki pulling him into a cut out along the buildings leading towards the college.

'I like that...'

'I know your do,' Franki pulled his face to her breasts, the camisole peeling down with her bra and he found a nipple to suck. 'Ohhh...mmmm...'

She had always drawn attention from older men but had always drawn the line at the appropriate point, letting them paw at her, kiss her, but nothing more. Feeling his saliva evaporate in the cool evening air, replaced by his fingers rolling one nipple while finding the other.

'I have an inkling to have you right here, love,' Jason said, pulling at her jeans.

'Mmmm...that would be hot, but you see it's my first time and I want you to fuck me all night,' Franki said, not one to mince words. His eyes got wide and his grin long.

'Come on then...'

Jason led Franki down the street and then turned into a classic London building, three stories tall, lined with apartments through a long staircase upwards. There were many university students living there, Jason taking Franki to the second floor and darting into his flat.

'Jason?!' One of three boys watching the tele, drinking and having a smoke of weed said. Franki saw the tall brunette, recognized him as the goalie at the last match.

He ignored his roommate, pulling Franki down a short hall into his room. She was pleased that it was semi-clean, even the bed was made! He pushed her to the edge kissing her mouth, her hands on his jeans, pulling at the top button.

'Oh God I want to see it...' The hunger in Franki's voice evident, pulling at the fabric, unzipping and pulling down. Jason took a step back, shed his shirt and motioned to her to do the same, his pants around his ankles and his boxers tented by his hard cock.

She licked her lips, pulled her camisole down, unclasped her bra and shimmied out of her pants and panty, watching him step out of his pants, the boxers the only fabric left on either.

She dropped to her knees, peeled off the boxers and engulfed the head of his cock eagerly.

'Mmmm....'

'Gahfft...'

She was proficient at sucking cock, able to take in her throat. Her hot breath was on his balls, the tip against the back of her throat, eyes looking up, wanting it in her cunt, but wanting to please him at the same time.

'You're a Goddess,'

Franki's tongue danced laps around the head of his cock, her hands pressing into his firm arse, trying to find the angle she had practiced on her dildos at home. She bobbed on it, releasing spit each time, slurping it up, bobbing some more until it slid back further.

'Ohh...baby...'

'Ghfftt!'

She took over half, pulled back and pushed on him again.

'GHFFTTT!'

She got the whole thing down her throat.

'You're... ohh... so talented...ohhhh'

'Ghfftt! Ghfftt! Ghfftt! Ghfftt!' she took him again and again, her hands fingering his arse, playing with his balls.

'Oh God! Dear! OHH!'

She felt the rush go down her throat, her eyes looking up wide not expecting the release so quickly. It spurted twice, three times, before she spat him out, gagging a little then sucking on more cream coming out of his member.

She slowly stroked him; flaccid and limp.

'Would you mind Dear, if you could go get your mate? The tall bloke, to come give me a good ram?'

'What?' Jason protested.

'You can have yours after, I need one now!'

Feeling embarrassed for his quick trigger, Jason slid on his boxers and walked out of the room towards the tele. Franki plunged her fingers in her wet pussy, her main lover being herself and her toys, she rubbed her clit and pushed two fingers in readying her for womanhood.

The door sprung open and 'Chet', an adonis of a man, was pulling his shirt off, hands went to his britches and dropped them quick. Franki wasn't going to make the same mistake this time, she stood and met his kiss in the middle of the room, her hands pushing his boxers over his cock.

'Mmmm....' she cooed, rubbing it in her hands, longer than Jason's but skinnier.

Chet picked her up and stepped out of her boxers, gravity pulling her down and his cock melted into her pussy.

'OHHH!'

He was inside, her weight letting him slide further inside gradually.

'OH...Babe...Oh...'

Chet carried her to the bed and lowered her to the edge. She slid all the way onto his cock and as he pivoted and laid back, she rode him cowgirl.

'You're gorgeous,' he said, pressing his fingers into her young breasts, lifting his hips and driving inside further.

'Ohhh...' he moaned. She rose and fell on him, sliding forward and back on the descent.

'Fuck....babe...Ohhhh!'

She felt the rush in her pussy...again the young bloke blew his wad too soon.

'Jesus Boys...' she muttered in a half-laugh seeing Jason in the corner, she was grinding the cum out of Chet.

Franki slipped off, dismissing Chet, and Jason scurried over with his semi-hard cock in his hand.

'Let's go...' Franki whispered, Chet closed the door leaving Jason behind, Franki on all fours.

'Fuck me hard!'

Seeing the Blonde looking back over her shoulder waiting for entry unsatisfied, he pushed forward, his dick melting into the wet cum filled pussy.

'Mmm...that's nice,' she moaned, eyes closed, head dropping forward.

Jason pushed in hard, his cock still filling, pulled back and started ramming her holding her hips.

'Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft!'

Her hips took each thrust, she held in from crying out, the nerves in her pussy starting to be activated, the pleasure rush building.

'Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft!'

Franki had dropped to her elbows to get all the force Jason's dick was delivering, swivelling her hips, pushing against his thrusts.

'Ohh! Right...OHH! THERE!'

The cascade of pleasure reverberated across her legs and body.

'Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft!'

She saw stars and just as it started trailing off, Jason pushed in deep and released his load.

'Ohh!'

'Mmmm, baby...that's it...' Franki cooed, the high dissolving into a relaxed euphoria, while he pumped a few more times, holding and releasing more. He pulled away, rolling her over and laying on top, kissing her, his wet flaccid cock on her thigh.

She kissed him three times, held his face and smiled.

'Your other roommate. Go get him.'

He chortled a laugh.

'You're a saucy wench, aren't you now?'

'The sauciest.'

David came in soon after Jason dressed and left. He wasn't as eager as Chet, but it wasn't nerves.

'You want another do you wench?'

Franki loved the term "wench", the dirtiness, the impersonal nature of how it rolls off a man's tongue.

She nodded, her legs spread wide, knees high, the darkness hiding the red and battered cunt, the room heavy with musk and spew, her breasts illuminated by the streetlights shining through the windows.

'Ride me proper...'

'Hmmpft!' David grunted unimpressed. 'You are gorgeous enough to have any bloke in the city, Why are you the receptacle for our loads tonight?'

'You talk too much, come on and show me your body.'

'Fucking wench!' he called out and rushed her, undoing in pants and letting them fall, his dick poked through his boxers. He grabbed her ankle and yanked her to the edge of the bed.

'AHhhh!'

The head of David's cock was enormous, a mushroom shaped monster piercing her cunt, and that's what Franki now viewed it as...a true cunt.

'OHH GOD! OHH! YESSS!'

She instantly orgasmed a second time as the fleshy pole filled her deeper and pushed her limits.

'AHH! OHH!!!'

He grabbed both legs and began pulling back and thrusting forward.

'Gahh! Gahh! Gahh! Gahh!'

David fucked her with true disdain. She saw his face break into a scowl, each thrust trying to split her in half.

'Gahh! Gahh! Gahh! Gahh!

'Jesus DAVID! OHH!'

She came again, her body shaking, David pulled out and sent his load splattering on her legs, her stomach and breasts.

'Fucking wench!' He said, pushing his cock into his boxers, pulling up his trousers before exiting, leaving the door open.

'I am a fucking wench...' she whispered to herself, fingering the cum on her breast, pressing her fingers to her lips and ingesting it, the taste different than Jason's.

She sat up on the bed, Jason had brought in a glass or water and she took a drink. There was a shadow against the door and then she saw one eye peering around the door frame. 'Who is there?' she asked, the head backing away and then showing himself.

'Johnny...'

'Johnny, Come in, shut the door, I'm Franki.' she said so matter of fact, naked, sitting with David's cum drying on her skin.

He was diminutive, definitely not a soccer player or any athlete for that matter. She stood on the floor, a rush of cum drizzled down her leg, her pussy felt a bit sore, countering her relaxed, post-coital radiance. She walked slowly to him, his eyes were down, embarrassed to be there.

'How many women have you been with, Johnny?' she asked, almost knowing the answer.

'Um...none, Miss.'

Frank leant down, she was a full four inches taller than he was, and kissed him, his eyes were closed, his hands slowly touched her hips, she pulled him to her. 'Don't mind the other blokes finish, it's harmless,' she said knowing he'd leant right into David's release. 'Here, let me undress you.'

He opened his eyes and looked up, she pulled at the base of his t-shirt, his small frame and slender build exposed. She rubbed his nipples, getting a moan from his lips, before kneeling to undo his britches.

'Ohh...Franki,' he moaned, her hand sliding over his cock and under his balls. It was small but functional, hard against her forearm, she smiled at him and kissed him again.

'Very nice Johnny,' she assured him, knowing he had to be self-conscious about its length. His eyes looked at her in astonishment, her caring, giving nature surreal having been the butt of his friends jokes for years.

'Come onto the bed and fuck me proper,' she said taking his hand. Franki's eyes were soft and, naked, he joined her on the mattress.

Franki laid back, legs spread and pulled him on top of her. Her hand took his cock, moved him to her entrance, releasing and letting him push his hips forward.

'Mmmm...that's beautiful,' she moaned as it slipped inside.

'Ohhh...' He breathed, pushing all the way in, pausing giving Franki cause to think he was going to cum on the first release.

'Ohh..thank you...oh....'

He pulled back and thrust, pulled back and thrust, driving into her, his hands on her shoulders, his hips pushing with the weight of his body.

'Mmm...Mmmm...Oh.....Nice...Ohhh...Johnny...'

He leant down and sucked her nipple causing her to smile, petting his hair, his cock driving in and out. She was getting nice sensations, nothing earth shattering, but it was a nice relief from the thicker and longer cocks she'd already taken.

'Mmmm...that's it Johnny...fuck me.'

He bucked, getting every inch he could out of what he had, the head popped out, ran over her clit and then back in.

'Ohhh FUCK!' She moaned. 'Do that AGAIN!'

Johnny fumbled falling out a few times, not hitting the clit, pulling back till the tip was just out, pushing forward and down.

'OH! AGAIN, BABY! AGAIN!'

He'd found spot the bulky cocks couldn't, and he'd found a way to repeat the action.

'OHH! OHHH! BABY! OHH!'

'Mmm...Franki...'

'OHH! YESSS! FUCK JOHNNY! YESSS!' she yelled cumming again, the impossible became possible.

The sound of his name pushed him over the edge. He stopped and released inside her cunt, pumping a lifetime's frustration into her, the amount of cum surpassing any of the men before and pulsing his cream inside her pussy.

'Ohh...fuck...Jesus...so much cum Baby....'

Franki held him inside until she could feel him receding and went down and cleaned him up, suckling his small, limp cock, lapping and smiling at it.

There was a bang on the door.

'Johnny, you finished?' the deep, new, voice asked firmly.

'Devon...' Johnny said.

'You've been amazing,' Franki said, kissing Johnny. 'Go get dressed and send him in, would you please.'

She smiled at Johnny and he gave her a knowing smile back. Franki watched Johnny, liking his skinny little arse, and bony frame. She anticipated Devon, deep but calm voice, okay with being fifth in this line of firsts. Franki felt energized.

Johnny opened the door, the large shadow filling it as the large man occupied the whole doorway.

'Come in Devon,' she said standing again getting another drink of water. 'My God, you're beautiful,' he said in disbelief. 'Why would you....'

'Why wouldn't I?' Franki cut him off from his judgement, rushing to his body and pressing herself against its firmness. 'You're not a soccer player.'

'Ha! Rugby!' Devon said, the 2nd row player leant in and kissed her. 'You'd make a dandy Rugby queen.'

'You bet I would,' Franki said, thinking of being in public with her folks seeing her naked body on the backs of brutish, sweaty men after a match on the pitch.

'Break me in.'

Devon's strength held Franki just under her belly while he undid shorts, his cock the longest she'd seen and as fat as Davids. Standing he lined her up and pushed inside her sloppy pussy.

'OH FUCK!' she exclaimed, as it drove deep inside her.

'I get to be first in line next time,' Devon said, pulling back and thrusting with his hands on her hips as she bent over.