**Froppy – My Tsuyu filled academia life**
My name is John Aris. Born and raised in the United States of America, pretty average family, like upper middle class or so. I grew up in the outskirts of New York, but I never once liked it around here. Most of the time, I spent flirting with girls at school and trying to talk to them about various stuff. It was strange, but they always seemed to like my style, they liked to be around me. At first, they would admire my blonde hair, then during puberty it was my tall figure and at the end of my puberty, thanks to working out a little and eating right, they started asking me if they could touch my muscles. I usually allowed it and laughed it off, but sometimes I looked at them, or rather stared at them for a few seconds and they, as if instinctively, moved their hands to my crotch. It was only recently that an organization has made these powers public. The announcement came from a small island in the Far East, the country of the rising sun, Japan. They called it “quirk” and started looking all around the world for people with special powers, so I applied. They took me in at an American branch after I showed them my mind control powers and was about to be sent to a special school for people with these powers in Japan. So here I am at the Japanese main “academia” of heroes. I was told to pick a hero name and some short, thin, but also very respectful men here suggested “Mister America”.
My very first day went well. I take different classes than most of the students here, it’s pretty chill and everything is in English. God bless the English language. But the truth is, I am somewhat of a spy around here. The branch in America told me to keep an eye open for anything out of place. Pretty weird thing to say, if everyone here has super powers… Nevertheless, I started sniffing around in a tourist fashion and that’s when I saw a Japanese class have P.E. or S.P.E., as in special physical education. And there she was, in the middle of some other girls: a short, expressionless girl with dark green hair. Her cool appearance, mixed with what they called a “nice body” type here and her unusually big, round eyes made my heart throb. I knew I wanted to meet this girl, and I knew she would want to meet me. As they had S.P.E. they had an obstacle course and she ran rather quickly, but what really caught my attention was, when she got to a high wall, she just started climbing up on it, like Spidey, but when she had to pick up a ball and throw it into a hoop, she suddenly opened her mouth and extended her seemingly endless tongue, grabbed the ball and threw it right into the hoop. I immediately started thinking about what else that tongue could do, but then I also realized her quirk was probably that of a frog.
I followed her later. When she was alone, as soon as I had my chance, I swooped down on her thin body and pushed her to the ground while grabbing one of her soft breasts. She was about to extend her tongue and seemed to want to slap the crap out of me, but I stared at her and thought: “ah, ah, ah, not so fast little froggy.” It seemed, that not only my will, but also my feelings had entered her as her face turned from a slight frown in her eyes into a slight smile on her mouth and an unusual sparkle in her eyes. I had to resist it a lot, but I wanted to go slow and make sure she really liked me. Fortunately enough my mind control seemed to step over the boundaries of language too, because when I looked at her and said she’s coming to my place for a while, she immediately nodded cutely and started following. God bless the English language and my quirk. I asked her the most important questions right away: have you ever been kissed before? have you been going out with somebody before? She shook her head and thoughts seemed to pass in front of my eyes now: seeing a busy schedule. I asked her if she wanted me to be her first. She said no, but her mind seemed undecided. I quickly grabbed her arms and pulled her towards me, kissing her on the lips gently at first then applying more pressure. I wanted to ask if she liked it, but she was panting and moaned a little, so I took that as a yes and kissed her again. I moved her, while our lips were still touching and moving apart only to cross paths again, onto the bed. I couldn’t get enough of her soft lips, the saliva kept oozing out of her, but it wasn’t wet, it helped to keep us going. At some point I made her to use her tongue. To my surprise the tongue had come into my mouth and unfolded slightly going down my throat but playing around with my tongue at the same time. I had a raging erection from her tongue-play and her cute expressionless, but still blushing face as she panted and moaned now and then when I tried to fight back with my own average tongue. After what seemed hours, I finally started moving my fingers around her body, caressing her neck at first, then rubbing against it with just two fingers. I kept on going to her chest area, then her tummy and slowly to her groin area. I slipped beneath her white panties, but to my surprise she wasn’t wet enough. When I stopped kissing her, she just greeted me with her usual blank facial expression, but I could see a slight hint of curiosity. I asked her if she had ever masturbated before, I could see that her mind played no imagery, nor ideas about any such thing, so I suggested her that when she got home, she had some very special homework to do.
The next day she came to my room, whilst following my orders. I could see in her mind that she had tried to do some sort of masturbation in front of the mirror. She gently pushed against her pussy lips with two fingers, but that was it, she didn’t really do it “properly”. There was no rubbing, no pushing against the lips, a dry run, I’d say. I made sure to be precise today by wording each action properly and sent her home once more for more “studying”. I also told her that once she was done, she should come to me first thing in the morning tomorrow and show me her hard work’s harvest. The very next morning she stood in front of me, blushing slightly. She was cuter than usual with her big, round expecting eyes. I didn’t look into her mind at first; and let her do her thing: she pulled up one of her legs and pulled down her panties. These panties of my little frog angel still looked a bit wet and I could clearly see white, dirty spots here and there just below where her vagina is. She handed them to me, and I gladly accepted them. I gave them a long sniff, they smelt a bit sour, but the strong, feminine odor of her pussy’s discharge was far more prevalent. I gave her panties back and made her sniff them too, so she could get an understanding that this is how it’s done properly. She stood with her usual poker face in front of me, before at last she moved the panties in front of her nose, and I could hear her inhale it deeply. Her face flushed to a bright red and once she somewhat opened her eyes, I could see her pupils rolled back. She seemed to be reminded of the scent which filled her room yesterday. I took her home with me. All I had to do later was to make the nurse say she was feeling unwell. At last in my room, I looked into her memories: A blank expression looked into the mirror as she took a break from writing her homework. However, the face shows a healthy red in it and just now I saw that one of her hands was below the desk, gently swaying back and forth. She looked down and I could see her fingers pressing against her lips which were starting to get wet. She looked back up and unbuttoned her school uniform, followed by her bra. Her cute perky breasts poked out and she started rubbing one of her nipples with her ball pen which she was writing an essay with up until a few minutes ago. She rubbed in slow circles, letting out small moans as she exhaled, while still rubbing her pussy too. The mirror reflected her eyes going slowly upwards just as her hands started rubbing faster and her pen was almost poking at her nipples, before I saw darkness as she closed her eyes to orgasm. She kept going, this time she was quicker, and she kept looking at her bottom as her big fingers disappeared below her and came out again before getting fully drenched with grool. And then, another time, as she “discovered the little rose bud” above the entrance and started rubbing that. It looked like she was having a lot of fun, until she came a fourth time and seemed clueless as to what she was doing. After she looked down once more, her hand was already drenched, so she rolled out with her chair to a bigger mirror. Facing it, she undressed, and put on her pajamas. I heard her say out loud: “What was I doing before I decided to change clothes…? Oh yeah, practicing!” she exclaimed and moved onto the bed after turning the lights off and a small lamp on. Her bed faced the large movable mirror for my convenience.
She pulled off her pajama bottoms and put her panties on her thighs. She, very boldly, started rubbing her breasts with her unusually large hands, cupping it and circularly moving it around, while panting and moaning. She finally moved towards the little rose bud again after some foreplay, it seemed to be throbbing red and just as she touched it a little, she had another orgasm. One after the other, I could see the bed getting drenched in her lovely juices and the room being filled with her nice aroma. I looked at her and pressed my lips against hers, pushed my tongue straight down her mouth without waiting. I stopped once enough saliva had collected in her mouth, she was drooling down her breasts, I had unbuttoned her clothes while kissing. I finally let out the mighty monster which was pressing up against my pants. I ordered her to use her big tongue to pleasure my male member. She unrolled her long tongue and twisted it around my penis. It started from below my crotch area and slowly went all the way around my shaft and ended at the tip. It felt as if I had put it into a tight, well-formed onahole which was slowly squirming around my dick now. I explained to her that she should rub all of my penis with her tongue, even my balls. She said it tasted weird but was still filled with obedience and determination to keep twisting her tongue around it. Her tongue kept going up and down while stimulating my balls with the same movement, the tightness was exquisite, it felt like super soft, slimy hands were giving me a handjob. I was close to climaxing, so I ordered her to kiss my dick while she continues with her tongue and does so even after a gooey substance comes out. She drew me closer to her with her tongue, while still rubbing me up and down, so she could give the tip a big smooch. I felt ticklish around the tip and I could feel my balls rise as they were still being massaged by her long tongue. A hot torrent of semen entered her mouth as she gave me a nice vacuum-y kiss, as the semen continued to flow so did her tongue around my penis and she slowly started gulping down my load, while she moaned and started making soft sounds. “Kero kero… k-k-kero~~”.
The next day we both went to school as usual, but then she came to my room again in the evening. I was so excited to see what her mind had in store for me. I had told her to practice her newly experienced skill on a green dildo which had a stylized cartoon frog head instead of a regular penis glans as its tip. She came in, in her usual school attire and the usual big, dark eyes were looking at me with some newfound expectations filling them. I saw a shine in her eyes, but it wasn’t time for that yet. I took a look into her memories again: After studying, she opens up a private window on her computer and slowly types “fellatio” with her big fingers while looking at the keyboard. The results seemed to be Wikipedia articles, so she quickly added “porn” to the search queue. As she was watching a woman swallow a cock balls deep, she pulled out the froggy dildo I gave her and started mimicking the same movements on it. Her mouth quickly swallowed the whole thing and a wet, bubbly sound echoed before she looked at the mirror, showing her face, which had her tongue rolled out below the dildo and then kept sucking on the toy. She knelt down in front of the mirror, facing away from it with her huge bum pointing at it, while her head was on the floor, still swallowing the green toy. Her other hand approached her butt. She started massaging one of her ass cheeks, before moving on to her butthole with two of her fingers. She rubbed her anus gently in round, circular motions, letting out muffled moans through the toy in the process. Slowly she inserted both fingers and kept pushing them in and out just as she did with the green froggy toy. Her face flushed, her hair was getting messy from all the drool and friction on the floor. Her vagina was dripping small droplets of grool, which pearled along her thighs; she suddenly pushed her fingers deeper and fastened her pace. She orgasmed, making a big mess on the floor while making an unintelligent facial expression, rolling out her tongue even further as she pushed the dildo all the way down so her eyes rolled back and she started shivering. Her gaping butthole was reflected in the mirror. She did not forget to plug it the toy I gave her either. I immediately forced her down on her knees and made her pull my pants down to reveal my big tool. She looked at it and swallowed it whole, just like with the toy, but she gave out more bubbling noises and her eyes immediately rolled back. She kept sucking, going up and down while maintaining a good suction and twisting her tongue around my shaft while keeping the rest in her mouth, so as not to break the vacuum. Her mouth sucked with such strength it made my ballsack raise and fall until I finally let out a thick load of cum into her mouth. She started swallowing just as I unloaded it and I could feel my cum shooting and getting caught up by a strong suction. She looked at me with her big round eyes after she sucked out the last drops and opened her big mouth to show me some gargling with my cum and her saliva mixing together. She closed her mouth and her throat made a loud gulping noise and her face turned to a faint smile.
I turned on the dildo which started circling around her butthole. She looked surprised and was reminded of the pleasure from yesterday, except the vibe felt twice as good as her fingers, it seemed. My cock was ready to go again, I pulled her mouth over it like a sock and she kept going much like before, except this time I dug my fingers between her hair and pulled on her skull to get more control. She kept making bubbling noises and her saliva was leaking on my thighs while some of her tears, from gasping for air seemed to trickle down and dry up slowly. I let out another hot torrent of white goo, which she sucked out of my dick with her throat bulging as it ventured all the way down her cardia. Her faint smile and tired eyes were the icing on the top now. I kept going until I felt completely empty and the toy fell out of her bumhole…
Another day passed and once again it was time for my favorite time of the day when Froppy visits me. The day before I let her leave with an exquisite lingerie, I had bought for her. Its white color makes a nice contrast to her dark greenish hair and black eyes. The panties feature a cutout around where her pussy is and allow a slight glimpse of the anus too. In the same fashion the brassiere has a diamond shaped cutout around her nipples and a frog shaped hole in the middle. It was Sunday, and we had the whole day all to ourselves now. Checking her memories, I saw that when she undressed last night, she was somewhat surprised to see the lingerie, as her mouth opened and stayed agape for a few seconds in front of the mirror. She was then quickly “reminded” of her daily routine and started to masturbate on the spot. She furiously rubbed around her holes until she finally came. She had fallen asleep after moving to her bed and woke up early to masturbate before coming here. I wanted her to be ready. I forbid her from orgasming. She stood in front of me now, panting heavily and with a bright red flush on her face. I could see the want in her shining eyes. She slowly undressed and revealed the same lingerie which I gave her yesterday and lay down on the bed. She unrolled her long tongue and spread her legs, so she could start licking her labia. She licked gently around it, then downwards away from her and slowly came for me with it. She wrapped her tongue around me and drew me close. She was fixated on my large tool. Even though she was so wet, I was still afraid it might be too much for her… But it was finally time to make the next move. I pressed against her pussy with my large erection and swiftly penetrated her. I could feel something snapping, almost like a thin rubber tearing apart. She let out a moan and started panting heavily and tearing up a little. But even so I kept moving, until I had fully entered her, and her face seemed to change from being in pain, to beginning to feel pleasure. I could feel my glans pushing up against a meaty wall and getting hugged by tight flesh which engulfed it. Surprisingly enough it was very flexible, when I went all the way in, the walls just gave in and let me enter completely, before pulling outwards and the walls chasing after it, never letting go. The tight, wet grasp of her innards kept pleasuring me and slowly her legs came upwards to hug my lower body and pull me towards herself. I held her hands and after a few more thrusts, I could feel her shiver all over, her tongue rolled out and I kissed her while shooting my massive load into her cunny, while she squeezed every drop out of me as she orgasmed. After that she fell unconscious, but I kept going. I came about three more times inside her, while she instinctively still moved her body to match my rhythm. She woke up only late at night.
To be continued, or when you become part of “the club”. [wink wink]
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/khqmgu/my_hero_academia_fanfic_featuring_tsuyu_and_an_oc
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