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Birthdays	By : pbow320 Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22451 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: Butch Hartman owns all rights to the series Danny Phantom. I receive nothing for the use of his characters, locations and situations. Whether you enjoy it or no... it matters not to me. I do this to get the stories off my mind and to regain a small bit of my waning sanity.

DP Ch 2

"Danny, Sam, we're home early!" Madeline "Maddie" Fenton called out as she and her husband entered the kitchen through the back door to the Fenton Works, each loaded down with bags and bags of groceries.

"Did you have any problems with ghosts?" Jack Fenton excitedly roared out loud as he threw the bags down on the kitchen table, quickly pulled a Ghost Detector out of his back pocket of the bright orange Haz Mat suit he wore and swiftly swept the immediate room with the device. "I swear my ghost sense started to tingle as soon as I stepped in the door." Little did he know that Danny would ‘borrow’ the Ghost Detector occasionally to disconnected a few interior wires to make sure it wouldn’t work properly.

"You don't have a ghost sense, dad," Danny derisively chuckled as he entered the kitchen from the living room. "And the only odd thing that happen was Jazz came home from college for the weekend. She and Sam went to pick up my birthday present twenty minutes ago."

"That's fine Danny," Maddie cooed as she took off her hood and goggles, letting her Pageboy cut, auburn hair shake out freely, "since I need to talk to you in private." She turned to her husband and gently stroked his cheek. "Jack, dear, didn't you say you wanted to recalibrate the new Fenton Spectral Disruptor Ray?"

"That's right!" Jack enthused as he perked up and raced toward the door to the basement lab. "If the calibrations aren't just right the weapon could blow up in my face! I'll be down in the lab if you need me!" He gleefully raced down the stairs to the basement lab like a child dashing down the stairs from his bedroom on Christmas morning, headed for the presents under the tree.

"Do you know when Sam and Jazz will return, sweetie?" Maddie turned to her son and eyed his now somewhat toned body up and down and licked her lips lasciviously.

"Sam said it should take about an hour," Danny stated as he suddenly became aware of his mother's intense gaze. "Are you all right mom?"

"I'm just a little... hot and bothered, about something dear," she cooed and covertly checked to make sure the small box she purchased at the drug store was still hidden in the utility pouch on her hip. "I should be better shortly, after our little talk."

"Okay Mom," Danny shrugged cluelessly. "If talking to me will help you out."

"It will sweetie," the auburn headed mother of two cooed sweetly as she linked arms with her son and walked him out of the kitchen to the staircase. "We'll talk up in my bedroom, just so we can have a little privacy."

"Uh... okay mom," Danny said, still clueless as to what she wanted to discuss or how it would help his mother's disposition. They started to walk up the stairs to the bedrooms. "What do you want to talk about? Is it some advice having to do with my eighteenth birthday tomorrow?"

"It has a little to do with your birthday, but more so with Sam's birthday coming up next week," Maddie said as she let Danny enter her bedroom first before she walked in and shut the door, subtly locking it behind her. "You realize you and Sam will both be full-fledged adults with all the perks and responsibilities that go with it after your birthdays?" She leaned on the door for physical support while almost drooling at the sight of Danny's firm ass in his tight blue jeans as he walked over to the bed.

"Sure mom," Danny said as he turned to her with an air of confidence. "And I hope I've become a little more responsible in the last coupla years. My homework is all done today and my grades have picked up... And I’m doing all of my chores like cleaning the lab. Well, except for the beakers. I still hate cleaning the beakers!" Danny playfully retched at the thought of one of his regular weekly chores.

"That's very good dear," Maddie said off-handedly as she slunk from the doorway, guided Danny to the bed and sat them both down. "But I mean you and Sam will be adult enough to handle other things too. Like... sex."

Danny pondered her words for a moment before they finally sunk in. "No No No Mom!" he shrieked and leapt off the bed away from the woman. He protested by waving his hands in front of him, "Sam and I won't be doing anything like that for a while!" It suddenly hit him what the 'talk' was probably about. "Is this the sex talk mom, cause we covered all that in Health Class during my Sophomore year... And dad's tried to have that talk with me a coupla times too."

"I know that sweetie," Maddie cooed to her son as she swiftly grabbed his arm, pulled him back down to sit on the bed and inched closer to him. "I reviewed all the material before you took Health Class but I think you need instructions in other aspect in the art of sexual intercourse." She inched closer still and gently placed her hand on Danny's hands in his lap. "There's more to sex than putting your penis in Sam's vagina and having your way with her. There's seduction and teasing and foreplay before the act even gets started." Maddie patted his hands and smiled warmly. "And then there's the cuddling and talking afterwards. I don't want you to end up like your father. He's all ‘Wham Bam, Thank You Ma'am’ and then he falls asleep." She turned her head to the side and angrily mutter to herself, “If he even stays awake during.”

"So... what are you saying?" Danny asked, being a young hormonally driven guy and not getting his mother's point.

"I'm saying you need to consider Sam's needs besides satisfying your own carnal lust," the auburn-haired mother of two spat with disgust dripping from her words. "I'm talking about making love Daniel not just having sex. There‘s a big difference between the two. I don't want you to alienate Sam the way your father forgets my needs!" She was getting angrier by the second and it came through loud and clear in her voice. "That man wouldn't remember how to lick an ice cream cone if I didn't have to remind him every time we have sex!"

"Ah, mom," Danny's voice cracked with slight revulsion as he stood and slowly backed away, "you're weirding me out here."

"I'm sorry Danny," Maddie calmed down as she grabbed his arm again and pulled him back to the bed. She felt the lean but firm musculature of his forearm as her hand roamed up and down the appendage. "My my! You're turning into a fine specimen of a man." She shook her head to clear it before she apologized again. "I'm sorry to rant against your father like that but that's what will happen to Sam if you don't take care of her needs too."

"I guess I understand mom," Danny nodded and smiled weakly.

"I don't think so. I can demonstrate better than talk about it." Maddie grinned lustfully as she started to unzip her light blue colored, Haz Mat suit. "Take off your clothes Daniel and I'll show you what I mean."

Danny leaned away from the wanton woman with wide, disbelieving eyes and let out a soft, very falsetto, "Whoa."
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Jazz kicked off her flat black shoes and rolled up the hem of her long sleeved black shirt, exposing her adorable bare feet and bra-less tiny breasts. "Come on Sammy, get with the program..." she enthused with a wicked smirk She pulled the black Vee-neck shirt over her head and around her long, butt-length red hair, "...or do you want me to do the honors?"

"No, no," Sam sputtered as her hands slowly went to the waist buttons of her short plaid, purple and black skirt. "I just thought we were going to talk about distracting your parents, not make out. I didn't know you were a lesbian."

"I wouldn't exactly call myself a lesbian," Jazz laughed as her fingers worked the button and zipper to her turquoise slacks, the same color as her eyes and headband. She shimmied out of the last of her clothing showing she had gone totally commando that day. (No bra or panties!) Her shaved bare pussy almost glistened with moisture in the light coming through the large bay windows of the bedroom. "I like to fool around with my dorm mates but I still love a big solid cock between my legs. I only get it on with the other girls to satisfy my libido and so I won't have to worry about getting pregnant."

"So your Bi?" Sam begged, stalling a bit as she slowly lowered her skirt exposing a dark purple thong that was firmly wedged between her pussy lips. "I woulda guessed you didn't lean either way. I mean with you being so studious and all."

"Here," Jazz said in exasperation as she quickly pulled Sam’s black, crop top muscle shirt over raven locks, "let me help you."

Sam's hands immediately covered her exposed, perky pointy breasts. "I can undressed myself," she shot back defensively and blushed in utter embarrassment.

"Let me guess," Jazz said smugly as she took a step back and folded her arms across her small breasts taking in the lithe but very feminine body before her. "No one has seen you totally naked since you were what, two years old and finished with potty training?"

"Yeah," Sam giggled and her blush deepened as she sat on the bed and started to roll her purple stocking down one of her legs, "something like that. I decided to go Goth at about that time and no one challenged me... Well, except my parents once a year. They try to get me to wear a pretty frilly dress every Spring but I like my look."

“Danny likes the Goth look on you too," Jazz giggled back and knelt to help with the stockings. Her hands rolled the silky material down Sam's firmly toned leg while enjoying the feel of Sam's equally silky-soft skin. "He's told me many times how much he loves the way you dress with your tight muscle shirt and short short skirt. He especially loves those boots, and purple and black are two of his favorite colors."

Sam propped herself back on the bed on her elbows and savored the feel of Jazz' hands caressing her legs as the redhead rolled the stockings down her alabaster skin and finally yanked them off, dropping them deliberately to the floor from shoulder height. Jazz' hands roamed back up the Girls sleek left calf and slowly, lovingly moved even higher along her bare inner thigh. "Oh my!" the raven-haired girl gasped. "That feels... WOW!"

"The inner thighs are an erogenous zones..." the redhead proclaimed as her hands lightly caressed the area for a few seconds before they wandered back down the leg, "...just like the spot behind the knees." Jazz brushed her fingertips on the bend behind the knee and Sam sighed and shuddered. Jazz' hands drifted lower until they came to rest holding Sam's bare foot. She began to lightly massage the naked digits. "The feet are very sensitive too. I've see the way Danny stares at your feet every once in a while so I think he may have a foot fetish."

"Oh, I know he does," Sam enthused and laughed lightly. "When we went swimming out at Lake Amity before our freshman year, Danny couldn't keep his eyes above my shins all day. That's one of the reasons I began to wear those boots; To entice and tease him a little." Sam stood up and pulled Jazz off of the floor and into a hug. "And I know all about the erogenous zones already. I found them on a Web site while doing research for a Biology report on the nervous system." Sam's hands caressed the redhead's firm toned buttocks and gave a playful slap to one cheek.

"Ooooo," Jazz squealed in delight. "I wanted to teach you about what will happen when you and Danny make love but I guess this is just going to be a refresher course since you're already ready." The two girls lips met in a passionate kiss that turned into a grope-fest with hands wandering up and down the others body. They laid down on the bed not breaking from the kiss as the fingers of each woman squeezed and fondled small tits and probed the dark love tunnel of the other.

Jazz finally broke the kiss after five minutes. "Wait a second, you still need to remove your panties." Her hands slid down the sides of Sam's torso and hooked her thumbs into the thin elastic straps. Jazz' hands continued down Sam’s legs and stopped short when the thong wouldn't separate from the Goth-girl's clean shaven crotch. "Sam?"

"Sorry Jazz," the raven-haired beauty blushed furiously and reached between her legs to yank at the material firmly seated between her pussy lip. "It's the only way I can get through a study or make-out session with Danny. Being so close to him turns me on so much but I promised myself I wouldn't touch my body when we're..." Her blush amped up a few notches as she finally dislodged the thong and removed the garment. "Besides, I feel a little naughty running down the street, chasing after ghosts with a pussy wedgie."

The two women laid back down on the bed. Jazz slipped a leg between Sam’s so their vaginas were touching and began to grind. After a few minutes Sam shuddered in a spaz-matic orgasm which sent Jazz into a bit of a cunt quake herself. As they lay panting in each others arms, Jazz brushed her lips across the lavender lipstick of her brother's girlfriend and said, "I guess you have a fairly good idea of what will happen after your birthday party next week, so I think you're all set to go."

“Maybe.“ An almost evil grin sprouted on Sam‘s face as she softly stroked her fingers through Jazz‘ hair. "But I think we'd better go over the lesson material one more time."

"Whoa!" Jazz squealed in delight before the two ladies locked lips again.
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