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Specter Hunters	By : Jayrich Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Het- Male/Female Views: 10439 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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SCENE 14
“Dude, I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
Turning on his camera, Henry films the scene around him; a pier at Lake Eerie in the early morning. The sun is now just peering over the still water, illuminating the sky. He and his partner have taken cover behind several pieces of ship equipment; barrels, wound up rope and the like. Staying hidden, Henry films the walkway as a lone figure strolls onto the pier from the other end.
“Hey, if we want the greatest ghost-catching show, then we need to stay where the action is.” Don tells his partner.
“Yeah, but this is like suicide.” Henry contests, before getting a clearer look at the lone figure. “Oh crap, he showed up!”
“Stay quiet and keep filming!” Don replies, before clamming up.
The ‘he’ Henry refers to is Youngblood. In his ghost form, he slowly floats a few inches above the wooden planks down the pier. Floating past the barrels & ropes, he doesn’t notice himself being filmed, as he stops at the edge of the pier, and looks out onto the lake.
“A new day to revel in my new life.” He beams. “Isn’t it great? I get to be around others like me, plus I’m popular!”
The other half of the conversation is finally seen as a parrot skeleton appears and perches on Youngblood’s shoulder. “Hopefully this will be a Danny Phantom-free day.”
A devious grin fills Youngblood’s face as his name is mentioned. “Maybe, but you have a good point. How can I distract him today? OOH! Maybe I should have his mom appear naked on TV. Or…”
“Or you can take this Wedgie!”
Suddenly, Danny Phantom ghosts himself up through the pier behind Youngblood. Grabbing hold of his boxers, he flies into the air and yanks them upward; pulling Youngblood over a dozen feet off the ground. He hangs him there for a moment, before releasing his hold, causing him to drop to the wooden deck hard. A moment later, Henry & Don spring from their cover and begin running for dear life.
“OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH—!”
KSSSHHHHHHK!!!

KSSSSHHHHHHHHKK!!!!
The camera comes back on as heavy breathing overwhelms the audio. Only the ground is shot as Henry struggles to catch his breath, along with his partner, Don. Finally, he summons up the strength to lift the camera, showing that he, his partner & Danny are back in Danny’s neighborhood, just two blocks down from FentonWorks. Sam, Tucker & Jazz have joined them, as Danny hovers several feet above the street, and waits.
“Let me get this straight…you gave him a wedgie?” Tucker asks.
“Hey, I had to be sure I got him angry enough to follow me.” Danny explains.
“And do you think it worked?”
Tucker gets his answer as Danny is blasted with an intense ecto-beam blast. It sends him crashing onto the street, as all eyes turn to Youngblood, who doesn’t seem one bit pleased about Danny’s applied method.
“If you wanted to fight Danny, you should’ve just said so.” He says, igniting his hands with red energy. “Now how should I pay you back? Maybe a ghost-powered Indian burn?”
“WAIT!” Danny picks himself up and puts up a hand to stop him. “I’m not here to fight you, I just wanna talk.” Curious about Danny’s change of attitude, Youngblood hears him out. “Look…I thought about what you said at school the other day. About how you were alone in the Ghost Zone and…”
“Don’t you dare, Phantom!” Youngblood warns, holding up a fiercely glowing fist defensively. “”Don’t you dare try the touchy-feely talk to make me feel sad. I’m not buying it!”
“Dude, you got it all wrong!” Danny tells him. “In fact, I wanna tell you that you did the right thing making that wish to Desiree.”
“He did?” Sam, Tucker & Jazz ask.
“He did?” Henry & Don repeat.
“I did?” Youngblood follows suit.
“Of course you did.” Danny answers. “Being a teen was the best wish you could’ve made. You get to have friends, you stay up later, you don’t have the responsibilities of adults…and there is one more thing…”
Right at that moment, a large vehicle comes from around the corner and turns onto the street they occupy. It looks to be a large, black tour bus, complete with baby blue decals on each side, and tinted windows everywhere by the rear window. The bus rolls to a stop right beside Danny & Youngblood, which confuses everyone in the area…everyone except Danny. The bus door then swings open, and out walks the woman Danny acquired the services of…Ember McLain.
“This better be good, dipstick!” She barks at the Ghost Boy. “I don’t know why you brought me back to this town but…I…ooh.”
Her eyes land on the cutie standing across from her, namely Youngblood. A seductive grin curls up onto her face as she finds herself unable to take her eyes off of him. Youngblood feels the same way; unfortunately it’s also accompanied by rage.
“YOU!!!” He says, aiming his attack at the hard rocker. “I remember you…you abandoned ship when we were battling Phantom and his teen army. You left me alone to face him when he trapped me.”
“Ooh and I’m feeling sorry I did.” She replies seductively, as she strolls over to him. “If I’d have known you’d grow up to be like this. So who do I have to thank for the growth spurt?”
Youngblood surprisingly becomes silent as Ember stalks closer to him, leaving Danny to answer the question. “That would be Desiree.”
“Desiree? Ha!” She laughs. “Looks like she finally granted a useful wish.”
“W-w-wait…what’s going on?” Youngblood asks as his nervousness increases with Ember’s face is now inches from his. “I-Is this is some kind of trick?”
“Mmmm, just the opposite, baby pop.” She tells him. “This is definitely a treat.”
Wrapping her arms around him, she shows Youngblood just how much of a treat it is, by wrapping her lips around his. The kiss startles Youngblood at first, but soon he finds himself in complete acceptance of it, even placing his arms around her hips to hold her body close to his.
Meanwhile, Tucker has lost all hope of trying to understand what Danny’s plan is. “OK, is it me, or is anyone else confused by this?”
Predictably, Sam, Jazz, Don & Henry raise their hands in agreement as they continue to watch. Eventually, Ember breaks the kiss, leaving Youngblood in a befuddled state as well. “Wait…why am I feeling like this?” He asks.
“It’s because of the last thing I was talking about.” Danny explains. “The one last thing that makes teens who they are…hormones. And I’m betting that yours have just gone into overdrive.”
“And I can feel something else in overdrive…” Ember adds, referring to Youngblood’s growing erection. “Come on baby pop, it’s time to ride the Ember express.”
“Hey, what the—Whoa!” Grabbing him by the arm, Ember pulls Youngblood along as they climb onto her tour bus. The doors slam shut behind them, as most eyes turn to Danny for an explanation.
“OK, Danny? What just happened there?” Sam asks.
“Yeah, we thought you were getting Desiree to come and take the wish back.” Tucker elaborates.
“Just trust me, guys.” Danny tells them. “This will be a lot less violent, and a lot more efficient.”
As Henry continues to film, Don pulls him away from Danny & his friends. Before Henry can question why, Don puts his index finger to his lips, silencing him. He then slowly leads him over to the rear of the bus. Once there, he relays the reason for his secrecy.
“Dude, if I’m right, we got hot ghost-on-ghost action going on in there.” He whispers. “And that is gonna put our ratings through the roof!”
Taking a moment, Henry shoots his partner a look of disbelief. But intrigue gets the best of the cameraman, and he raises his camera to the window to film the scene going on inside. And sure enough, the situation is heated inside of the tour bus. Ember’s lavender lips smother Youngblood’s, as the two stumble around, knocking over various items that aren’t nailed down. Finally, they make it to the rear of the bus, where Ember’s makeshift bedroom is located.
There, she breaks the kiss roughly and shoves him down onto his bed. He quickly sits up ready to retaliate, but then finds his face inches away from her bare midriff.
“Whoa…”
“You got that right…” She says smugly, placing her hands on her hips. “Care to do the honors?”
The honor, by Ember’s definition, means lower her tight black leather pants. Slowly, Youngblood places his hands on her sides and grips her pants, before pulling on them. As they descend lower, Youngblood spots a neatly trimmed patch, in the shape of a flame no less. His eyes widen upon sight of it, but his hands do not cease movement. They pull lower until her leather pants are just below her knees…and he’s greeted with an eyeful of her lovely snatch.
Needless to say, his erection has now reached maximum. “Let me guess, first time seeing pussy up close?” Youngblood nods his head, almost in a trance-like state. “Well I’m not all for someone staring at it…unless you plan to give me a little tongue action.” Affirming her statement, she puts her right hand on his head. “Show me what you got, kid.”
A mixture of uncertainty and excitement courses through Youngblood’s body. Sure, he’s heard discussions about sex aplenty in the Ghost Zone, usually from an amorous Spectra bragging about her latest lay, but being 8 years old at the time, he couldn’t exactly participate himself. But now, with his elder age, he’s fortunate enough to have prime pussy in front of him, and he doesn’t waste it.
Leaning in close, he brings his hands back up to her hips and delves in tongue-first. Almost immediately, he becomes infatuated with licking her nether region, his tongue brushing against her wet pussy lips and her clit. His hands slowly move towards her rear, literally, and he grasps her firm butt cheeks.
“AAHH!!!” Ember moans. “God…kid, you’re a natural…”
His tongue begins to overwhelm her, to the point where she raises her right leg and puts it on the bed beside him, to maintain her balance. She trembles in affection for his tongue-work, which makes Youngblood decide to put more effort into it. His tongue delves deeper between her love lips, flailing around frantically to her delight. He then licks her generously, starting from her taint and going up past her pussy lips and clit, stopping right under her belly button.
“Oh FUCK!” She yells. “Yeah, lick my cunt, baby!”
Her juices begin to drip, and Youngblood licks up the drops, not allowing them to hit the floor. His hands are now caressing her backside, and aiming to go further. Using his middle finger, he ventures between her cheeks and pushes the tip through her asshole. The sensation spikes her arousal level, and weakens her knees. She takes a step back, removing him from her muff, which is now soaking wet.
“W-what’s wrong?” Youngblood asks, confused. “I didn’t do it right?”
“Oh, you were awesome, babe.” She tells him. “But I love to cum from cock-play, not tongue-play. Besides, I may be a bad girl…but I’m also a giver.”
Proving it to him, she drops down to her knees in front of him, right between his legs. Her hands go to work on his jeans, unbuckling and undoing his zipper. Once loose, she grabs hold of them and gives a forceful, pulling them down to his knees. His briefs are the next to descend from his waist, and once low enough, Ember grips his rock hard cock.
“Mmmm, you HAVE grown up, stud.” She swoons, before eagerly taking it into her mouth. With one long suck, she makes him leak out pre-cum, which hits her tongue and draws out another satisfied moan from her lips. She glances up at him to see the strained look of pleasure on his face, and begins reveling in the fact that she has him hook, line & sinker.
Her right hand grips the base of his shaft while she strokes his chest with her left. Youngblood rests his hand on her head as she continues to slurp and suck him off. The position she’s in is almost enough to pop Youngblood’s top right then & there. Her perfectly round ass pokes out like a target waiting to be struck with an ‘arrow’, and her breasts continue to rub against his inner thighs.
Unfortunately, the moment is short-lived for Ember’s ghost lover, as Youngblood feels his first orgasm approaching like a freight train.
“Ember…AH…OH GOD!”
Moaning anxiously, Ember awaits the impending stream of jizz she wants shot into her mouth; and she receives it. The first spurt hits the roof of her mouth, and is followed by others which fill it up, until she starts swallowing every bit, gulping it down like a pro. Once every drop spills down her throat, she sat up on her knees and licked her lips.
“Kinda figured you were gonna cum soon.” She tells him. “Virgins are always the same. Give ‘em a good sucking and they blow like a hurricane their first time.” She then glances back down at his cock and, as she hoped, spots it still erect & ready. “But now you’re ready for the real ride.”
Pulling her pants down lower, she lets them bunch up around her ankles before stepping out of them, leaving on only her boots. From there, she pushes Youngblood down flat on the bed, and climbs in with him. Straddling his pelvis, she uses her fingers to split her wet lips open, and lowers herself onto his stiff manhood. She lets out a shuddering moan of excitement as every inch of his cock disappears inside of her, right to the hilt.
The sensation is enough to make her lean forward, her breasts collapsing on top of Youngblood’s face, much to his enjoyment. Reaching behind her, he grips her ass cheeks again and enjoys the ride, as Ember begins to rock her hips back & forth, pushing and pulling herself on & off of his thick meat. The moment is heated for her, so much so that she pulls up her tight black rocker top, finally exposing her baby blue melons of delight.
Youngblood can only thank his lucky stars to be in this position. “Ooh, fuck! This is so much better than using those goddamn dildos.” Ember moans. “How about you Youngblood, ya like it babe?”
“So…good…” are the only words the young ghost can struggle out as most of his energy goes to keeping up with Ember’s pace, which begins to quicken. Their bodies rub against each other, as Youngblood becomes mesmerized by the plump mounds of flesh almost suffocating him. Unable to take anymore, he wraps his mouth around her left nipple and begins licking & sucking like there’s no tomorrow.
“AHH! That’s what I’m talking about!” Ember cheers. “That’s right baby, suck on it. Fuck my cunt!”
Sitting up, Ember begins to ride his cock as if it were a mechanical bull on overdrive, holding on by his shirt as she bucks her hips wildly. Youngblood now finds himself involuntarily thrusting into her wet snatch, ramming his manhood in balls deep as he mercilessly gropes her ass. Ember’s bed begins to convulse and bounce from the action, and soon the entire bus rocks from side to side.
“Come on baby pop, gimme that cock.” She encourages. “I want you to say my name for me. Let your lover hear you.”
“Ah…Ember…”
She grins deviously as her eyes develop a neon green glow, and her ponytail flares up. “I know you can get louder than that, kid. Say my name!”
Her constant bucking & bouncing makes it virtually impossible for Youngblood to resist. “…Ember!”
“That’s right!” She tells him, her ponytail now fully ablaze. “Yes, I’m so close! I want you to scream my name, baby! Scream it while you cum inside me!”
“AHH! Oh…god, EMBERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!”
And Youngblood obeys that command. Muscles clench, bodies freeze, and Youngblood shoots a load of jizz into Ember so bountiful, it begins to seep out the sides of her snatch, mixing with her love juices. Ember utters a silent moan as she closes her eyes and enjoys her own orgasm. She then tries to catch her breath, as she looks down at Youngblood, who looks thoroughly defeated.
“Damn, love your stamina, kid!” She compliments. “Desiree did the right thing granting you that wish.”
“That…was the best…time…of my life.” He utters between gasps.
He’s content with lying there and enjoying the aftermath. But as Ember grabs him by the shirt and pulls him up close, he senses he won’t have much time to rest. “And it’s not over yet, baby pop.”
Ready to go again, she starts things off with an intense French kiss; one that’s far too hot for Henry to watch as he finally pulls the camera away. “Oh man, she is a freak.” He utters, turning to Don. “I can’t believe you made me film that. How are we gonna get that on TV?”
“Dude, premium movie channels…” Don answers. “They eat stuff like this up. And if that doesn’t work, Pay-Per-View!”
Shaking his head, Henry focuses the camera back on the star of the show, Danny Phantom, just as the tour bus begins to rock again. “That is one lucky boy ghost.” Tucker says.
“You know, what’s going on in there would be considered a major scientific breakthrough…if it wasn’t so wrong.” Jazz adds, shaking her head at the event inside the bus.
“I still can’t believe you got Ember to do that.” Sam chimes in, turning to Danny.
“It was a lot easier than tracking down Desiree.” Danny says. “Besides, she was willing to help ‘subdue’ Youngblood, so I don’t have to throw a punch and…”
“Danny Phantom.”
“WUUUUUAAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!!!”
Out of fear, Henry drops the camera onto his foot, and begins to hop around in pain. Shaking his head, Don takes over filming duties as he shoots the very thing that scared his partner…Youngblood’s partner, the skeleton ghost. He hangs in the window of the clothing store behind the group, and turns to Danny.
Tucker is the first to address him. “Hey…you’re the guy…skeleton guy, that’s always with Youngblood.”
“You can consider me his…caretaker.” He replies. “And I’d like to thank you, Danny Phantom.”
“Thank me…for what?” Danny asks.
“For what you did for Youngblood. You see, when Desiree granted him his wish of older age, it also changed his personality.” The caretaker explains. “He began to believe that you were his biggest threat. His obsession with you began to rival that of even Technus & Skulker’s. He was convinced that you wanted nothing but his torment & destruction. But with what you did, I think you’ve shown him he has no reason to harbor any hatred towards you. He can finally live a normal life…and for that, I thank you.”
Just then, the doors to Ember’s tour bus swing open, and in the doorway stands Youngblood himself. He holds his pants up with one hand, and leans against the doors as he looks to be nearly devoid of all energy.
“I…can’t…go on…” He utters. “She’s…too much…”
“Good. Now we can talk without blasting each other’s heads off.” Danny says, approaching him. “Look, I know the reason why you made your wish, and I can understand. You’re not really hurting anyone anyway…except me. So, why don’t we just call a truce? You can live your life here in Amity Park, and I won’t bother you at all. But so help me, if my house goes missing—!”
“It won’t!” Youngblood assures Danny, agreeing to the deal. They’re about to shake on it, when Sam walks in between them.
“Wait, you gotta do one more favor for us.” She says.
“Sam, what’re you talking—?” Before Danny can finish, Sam leans into Youngblood’s ear and whispers her favor. A moment later, his eyes widen, and a smirk grows onto his face.
“Heh, is that it? No problem. I’ll take care of it.” He tells her, holding out his hand to Danny. Confused, Danny decides to shake it anyway, cementing the deal on both sides. And just in time as Ember comes from behind Youngblood, and wraps her arms around him.
“Speaking of ‘taking care’, your rock goddess wants more.”
With a grateful smile on his face, Youngblood is willingly pulled back into the tour bus, apparently for an encore performance with Ember McLain.

FINAL SCENE
Henry turns on the camera to film Tucker, Danny & Sam sitting in the lunch room, enjoying their food. A day has passed since the ‘truce’ made between Danny & Youngblood, and fortunately no unforeseen circumstances have occurred since. Sam is especially grateful, as no random & crazy attacks means more time to spend alone with her man. Unfortunately, a spoiler looks to ruin their time together; Namely, Paulina.
“Danny!” She yells, rushing over to the table. “I heard about everything you went through. I just want you to know, that me & my party are here to comfort you.”
Usually this is around the time that Sam would blow her gasket and chase Paulina from the building. But this time she keeps her cool, due to the man walking up to Paulina; Youngblood, in his human form.
“Hey, you’re Paulina, right?” He asks. “How about we go out for dinner sometime. Maybe tomorrow?”
Shocked & annoyed that ‘the new guy’ would come at her so direct, Paulina decides to deliver a tongue lashing. “Look new guy, you may be the star of the football team, but my heart belongs to Danny Phantom. And you—!”
Her rant comes to an abrupt end as her lips meet his in a shocking kiss. Almost immediately, she relents from her previous stance. And as Youngblood separates from her, she finishes her statement.
“…You can pick me up at 7.”
“Cool.” He remarks, flashing a smile at her. He then wraps his arm around her and leads her away, back to the jock table…just as Sam wanted. Looking back, Youngblood gives her a wink as she gives a ‘thumbs up’. She then turns back to Danny, who’s grinning back at her now, understanding the deal she made the other day.
“What? It was for your own good.” She tells him. “It gives you the chances to concentrate on more important matters…”

Click.
“And now you can.”
Sam holds a remote control in her hand with it aimed at the TV, as she sits beside Danny in the living room of FentonWorks. They’ve just finished watching the uncut episode of ‘Specter Hunters’ on DVD. An episode that, understandably, can’t see the light of day.
“If people only knew…” Sam says with a smirk.
“But they can’t.” Danny adds. “If they knew Youngblood was actually a ghost at my school, or the information about my parents’ ghost-hunting technology, it would be a circus around here. We had to cut it out.”
“Yeah, too bad Henry & Don won’t find out until it airs.” Sam snickers.
Danny laughs along with her. “Hey, at least Tucker will get the face time he wanted. More than was on this copy.”
“Yeah, that and all the rampant sex that was going on.” Sam continues. “With everybody screwing I’m surprised they didn’t catch us on camera…doing…it…”
And it hits Sam, as well as Danny…they haven’t been caught because they haven’t done it. Even their simple kiss moments have been abruptly interrupted by the camera. But, now the filming of the episode’s long over, and FentonWorks seems to be virtually deserted. To be sure of this, Danny & Sam turn to each other.
“Your parents?” She asks.
“Out testing new equipment.” He answers. “Tucker?”
“Back at the Mayor’s Mansion.” She replies. “Your sister?”
“Went to find Tucker.”
And it’s all the confirmation they need. In an instant, the two embrace and lock their lips together in a display that shows how much pent-up affection they have had through the past several days. They hold each other closer, until Sam finds herself on Danny’s lap, legs straddled. She can feel his bulge through his jeans, just as he can feel her wetness. They both want each other now.
Breaking the kiss, the two begin working on removing any and all article of clothing. Sam reaches behind her to remove her checkered skirt, while Danny struggles to pull off his T-shirt. Once loosened enough, Sam switches her focus to helping out Danny, forcefully pulling off the shirt and tossing it to the floor. She then pushes off of Danny and stands up right in front of him, letting her skirt drop down to her ankles and revealing a pair of tight, lavender panties. She then reaches down to undo her boot laces, when Danny grabs her hand & stops her.
“Leave ‘em on…” He desires, a request which makes Sam playfully roll her eyes.
“You always want them on…” She says, stepping out of her skirt. The two then work on Danny’s jeans, unbuckling them proving to be much easier than removing his shirt. Once undone, she pulls them down to his knees, before dropping to hers. With his hardening cock out already, Danny lets Sam grip the shaft, as she licks her lips.
“You know Sam, I never pictured you as much of a…”
“I swear, Danny.” Sam says, cutting him off. “If you make another ‘meat eater’ joke again, I’m not doing this.”
Not wanting to be deprived, Danny gladly keeps his mouth shut, as Sam opens hers and inserts his cock. With a moan of approval, she hungrily sucks and slurps Danny’s rod, her tongue rubbing along the shaft. Closing her eyes, she revels in the taste of his manhood bobbing her head up & down in a rhythmic motion. She pulls back, leaving only his cockhead in her mouth, only to push forward, taking in more and more of his member each time.
“Damn…Sam…” Danny utters, in awe of her mouth work.
Her licks are loving and thorough, as she doesn’t neglect on inch of his cock, making sure she tastes it all. Her lips then wrap around his pipe again, tightening as she drags them back & forth. In no time, Danny’s hard as a rock and ready to go.
“Just perfect…” She seductively says, with a grin to match.
Standing back up, she lets Danny grab hold of her panties and pull them down, revealing her moist snatch, ready for ravaging. He lets go once they reach her knees, and watches them drop to her ankles. She steps out of them, and then climbs back onto the couch, and onto Danny. Cock in his right hand, he puts his left hand on her hips to guide her down…until she pauses the action.
“Wait, Danny. Could you…you know.”
Danny looks confused at first about Sam’s request, before understanding what she means, and growing a sarcastic grin. “Again?” He asks. “You know, that kinda drains my power…”
“I’m still wearing my boots and stockings; you can at least do this for me.” Sam counters.
Seeing her point, Danny rolls his eyes and gives her what she wants. He draws focus and closes his eyes, and calls on his ghostly powers…to transform his hair from black to white.
“You know, there’s really no change.” Danny tells her. “So I don’t know why you make me do this every time we have sex.”
Sam responds by shifting her hips and lowering herself onto Danny’s cock. As she takes every inch, she looks down at him and grins seductively. “Because I love running my fingers through your hair when it’s like that.” She answers, before bringing her lips to his. Her fingers do indeed begin to run through his hair, and Danny begins to forget why he even questioned her fetish.
Working his pelvis, he draws his cock out of her wet pussy before thrusting it back in, bringing a muffled moan from her lips. She breaks the kiss and decides to take control of the moment, moving her hips like pistons, sliding up & down on Danny’s cock.
“Fuck! It’s been too long, Danny.” Sam moans, in near ecstasy.
“I know, far too long.” Danny agrees.
For days they’ve gone without knowing each other’s touch, due to the camera being able to show up at anytime. So now, they make up for lost time. With his right hand placed firmly on Sam’s firm ass, Danny lies back and enjoys the view, watching her tits as they bounce majestically, and watching the sweat form on her body, and fly off with each bounce. She moves a hand behind her, splitting herself open further, wanting more of Danny’s cock inside of her.
Her left hand is on Danny’s shoulder as she stops her rough riding, opting to slow things down by grinding herself against Danny. Her hips move in a circular motion, working his cock around as he makes subtle thrusts into her snatch, which is completely soaked. Changing up things, and tired of just watching, Danny leans forward and gives her right nipple a good lick, making Sam tremble.
“AAAHHH…”
He then sucks on it gently, while using his right hand to fondle her left breasts. With his head buried in her bosom, Sam takes the opportunity to rub her fingers through his snowy hair again. It may seem like an unconventional fetish, but Sam blames her love of action movies and Danny & Tucker’s influence about their love of comics. Besides, what woman wouldn’t want to fuck a superhero?
Detaching himself from her tits, Danny decides to speed up the action again. His thrusts become more forceful, pushing Sam upward and forcing her to come back down hard on his member. She goes along with it, and soon she begins to ride into top gear. They match each other move for move, with Danny drilling up and inside of her pussy, all the way balls deep. Both hands are now grasping her ass, and both of Sam’s hands clutch his shoulders as she holds on. She bites her bottom lip, skin glistening from sweat and hair nearly a frazzled mess. For days she’s dreamed about riding her lover again, and having Danny bring her to an intense orgasm. That dream is just seconds away from becoming reality.
“FUCK, DANNY!!!” She screams. “I’M CUMMING!!!”
“ME TOO, SAM!!!”
And with one last upward thrust, Danny deposits his load into her well pounded snatch. She can feel his jizz filling her up, and it’s a euphoric moment for her as her orgasm arrives. Her body trembles again, and she falls forward in exhaustion, her sexual energy spent for the moment. Danny wraps her arms around her, holding her close as the two pant for breath, glistening in sweat.
“Heh…thank god for privacy…” Danny utters.
“Yeah…” Sam agrees, reveling in her orgasm afterglow. As she glances her eyes around the living room though, she spots a strange sight…a potted plant placed on the table by the front door…with a round, shiny object badly hidden within the leaves.
“Wait…is that a camera?”
THE END!!!
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