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Birthdays	By : pbow320 Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22449 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: Butch Hartman owns all rights to the show Danny Phantom. I gain nothing from this but the joys of writing. Whether you enjoy it or not, I don‘t give a flying flugelhorn. I do this to get the stories off my mind, to regain a small bit of my waning sanity and to get a laugh or two… (I type and ROFL at what I will next put the characters through.)

DP Ch 9

Tucker Foley, now naked as the day he was born, collapsed back onto the floor of his room in total exhaustion, his arms and legs out wide in a spread-eagle kind of way. Valerie Gray, also totally sans apparel, continued her wanton, lusty dance on top of him. "You're not giving out on me now are you?" she warned with a scowl. "I've only had three orgasms and I want another one to make it feel like I hit a home run!"

"I feel like I've already gone five or six extra innings," Tucker said totally spent as he carried on with Val's baseball analogy. "We've been going at it for almost an hour now and I've already hit it outta the park twice! I think I’m going numb down there!"

"Well," Val thought for a few seconds as her hips slowed to a halting grind, "I suppose we can stop for a seventh inning stretch." She leaned in and laid on his chest after planting a long wet kiss on his lips. "You did good for it being the first time you stepped up to the plate."

"Thanks," Tuck nodded briefly and his head clunked back onto the floor. "I guess I've gained a little stamina from following Danny around while he's fighting ghosts. I've probably covered the entire city on foot at least ten dozen times over the years."

"While he gets to fly," Val chuckled in jest from his protective embrace. "Is that why you and Sam got those electric scooter thingies?"

"Yep! Otherwise I'd probably have the legs of a speed skater by now," he laughed back. "You know, thighs the same size as my waist... Totally out of proportion to the rest of my magnificent body but making me a hunk of a guy none-the-less."

"I must say you do have a magnificent bod," Valerie purred and lightly scratched his bare chest. "I guess I can see us living as a couple for the rest of our lives."

"If that's the case," Tucker smugly said as he extricated himself from beneath his freshly designated fiancé, much to her displeasure which she definitely showed with a throaty groan as she curled up on the floor like a kitten going to sleep after an afternoon of playful romping. He stood up and went to his desk. Tuck pulled open the lowest drawer and hesitantly pulled out a small, blue felt covered box which he hid in his large hands before he padded bare-ass naked back to her. "I was saving this for sometime during college." Tuck sat cross-legged in front of her on the floor, his hands still hiding the gift box.

"What is it?" Val begged as she eagerly sat up and matched his position but then leaned in close in anticipation. "Let me see, let me see!" She tried to catch a glimpse of what he had hidden in his hands.

"Tucker?" A female voice rose up the staircase from the first floor of the house and made its way through the closed bedroom door.

"Oh Shoot!" Tucker spat low, "Mom!" He quickly spun and searched for his pants and shirt.

"Is your little friend going to stay for dinner?" the matronly head of the household called up to her one and only child as she ascended the stairs and walked toward his room.

"Your mom?" Val questioned in total disbelief as the sound of sensible two inch heels walking up the steps finally registered in her mind. She slowly looked down at her nakedness and gasped. "Whoa! We'd better get dressed!"

"No Duh!" Tucker grunted and tossed Val's skirt to her as he swiftly pulled on his pants since he couldn't find his jockey shorts in the mild panic he was in. He craned around, cupped his hand to his mouth and yelled over his shoulder, "Yes Mom! Valerie will be staying for dinner!" He found a yellow shirt, quickly pulled it on and laid out of the floor like he was studying.

Valerie zipped up the zipper to the skirt, grabbed the other yellow shirt off the floor and managed to put it on and lay down next to Tucker as the door opened.

"Aren't you two done with your homework yet?" Mrs. Foley queried in astonishment as she stepped inside the door. "You've been up here for over two hours now and I haven't heard more than a peep from this room."

"Of course mom," Tucker yelled defensively. "But we have a big test coming up next week and we thought we'd study a little longer for it!"

Mrs. Foley noticed the little blue box sitting between the teen couple, where Tuck had dropped it during his mild panic attack, and gasped as her hands shot to cover her mouth. "Oh my, is that my old engagement ring?" Her hand shakily pointed to the felt covered box. "Oh my... Valerie is it?" she questioned and looked lovingly at the girl on the floor. "Well, welcome to the family."

"Mom!" Tuck whined, "I haven't officially asked her yet! I was just about to when you interrupted!"

"I'm sorry Tucker," the older woman said softly as she backed toward the door. A smirk arose on her face as she got to the portal. "You go right ahead and propose. But first, you might want to give Valerie her shirt back. She looks better in short sleeves than you do." The woman full out laughed a hysterical laugh as she closed the door behind her. "Grandkids... Yippee!!!!" the two teens heard through the door as footsteps merrily skipped away and down the steps.

"Oh Maaaan!" Tuck whined loudly as he looked down and saw he had on Valerie's shirt and she was wearing his.

"Oh well," Val smirked as she grabbed the hem of the long sleeved, yellow shirt and pulled it over her head. "At least we got your mom on our side now. But why did she say that box has her engagement ring in it? Why would you have her ring in your room?"

"Well," Tuck started as they exchanged shirts but didn't put them on yet, "she gave me the ring three years ago, when we started high school, in case I ever got a girlfriend." He picked up the box and opened the lid showing Val the sparkling one-and-a-half carat diamond set in an elegant sterling silver setting. "Mom saw I was turning into a Techno-Geek and was afraid I'd never find any girl that would want to marry me. She thought if I had her engagement ring it might change my luck." He pulled the ring from the case and put it on Val's left ring finger.

"Was that around the time Daddy lost his lucrative contract with Axiom because of that hound from the other realm?" Val questioned as she held her hand out to gaze lustily at the gem glistening in the light.

"Yep," Tuck chuckled and leaned in for an official engagement kiss. When Valerie wouldn't take her eyes off the sparkling ring he went in for the third best thing to her lips. "Mouth lips still ranks number one," he thought to himself, "and lower lips now rank number two... and gaining fast!" Tuck sucked a nipple into his mouth and began nipping and licking.

"Ooooo Tuck!" Valerie moaned and her arms wrapped around his head, pulling him in to her chest, "your momma was right. This ring is lucky!" Her smile amped up to a full-blown, almost evil grin. "And I think we've had just enough of a seventh inning stretch. It's time to get back in the game!"

Tuck broke from her embrace and gently pushed her back onto the floor, his hand unzipping her skirt and pulling it down at the same time. "And coming up to bat is Tucker Foley," he announced in his best baseball announcer voice. "He's batting a thousand today... the kid is on fire!"

"I love baseball," Valerie sighed and pushed Tuck’s pants to his knees.
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"Sam, sweetie," Maddie Fenton’s voice came from just inside the door of her bedroom as the dark-haired Goth-girl and Danny walked hand in hand out of his bedroom, "could you help me with something in my bedroom for a few minutes?"

The teen couple stopped and turned to the voice. "Sure thing Mrs. Fenton," Sam said with a warm smile.

"What do you need help with mom?" Danny asked as he and Sam walked towards his parents bedroom. "Do you need my help too?"

The older woman put on her sweetest smile, poked her head through the barely open doorway and shook her head in the negative. "No Danny, I just want Sam. I think your father mentioned something about needing your help down in the lab though. Something about taking a pile of old inventions and parts out to the storage shed."

"Okay mom," Danny chimed happily and gave his girlfriend a chaste kiss on the cheek before swiftly heading down the stairs. "Call me if you need any more help."

Sam blushed slightly as she watched her boyfriend disappear down the steps and held her hand to the cheek he had just kissed. Danny had given her that same innocent, non-sensual kiss many times before but it still left her a little weak in the knees and flushed. She had no idea why, but it did every time.

Sam was lost in the moment when she heard, "That's quite a reaction Sam, for such a little thing as a peck on the cheek."

"Wha...?" the Goth-girl broke from her daze and glanced around the hallway. "Oh, Mrs. Fenton... Sorry. What did you say?"

"I was saying," Maddie spoke as she opened the door fully and stepped into the hall buck-ass naked, "Danny's little show of affection really sent you for a loop." She stopped a few feet from the teen, crossed her arms over her bare bosom and smiled knowingly. "And please, call me Maddie... or mom."

"Mad..." Sam's voice froze when her violet colored eye's finally locked on the only other person in the upstairs hallway. The only person in the hallway... that was NAKED!

"You've seen other women naked before," Maddie laughed as she closed the distance and hooked arms with her son's girlfriend. She gently steered the young teen back to the parental bedroom. "I mean it's not like you've seen a ghost or something."

"Ghosts I can handle," Sam laughed nervously as she settled down a bit and let herself be led to the room by her boyfriend's unclad mother. "I'm not too comfortable with the naked body yet... Especially that of a adult woman."

"But you'll be an adult woman in one week," Maddie countered as she stopped and allowed Sam to walk further into the room as she closed and locked the door secretly behind her. (And yes, Maddie had fixed the lock herself after she and her husband had finished their game of strip checkers earlier.) "Some of the other girls in your class at school are eighteen years old, making them adults now. Don't you see them naked whenever you take a shower after gym class?"

Sam stopped in her tracks facing away from Maddie when the words registered in her mind. "I suppose you're right Mrs. Fenton... er, Maddie." She turned to the woman who was sauntering... "no, actually she is slinking toward me," Sam thought, as she noticed the woman was putting an extra sexy sway into her hips. “I don't think I should call you mom just yet," Sam rapidly blurted out nervously with a false laugh. She glanced around the room. "What do you need my help with?"

"Sam, sweetie," Maddie cooed as she wrapped her arms around the raven-haired girl, "I know what you plan to do with Danny after your birthday party next week and I just want to make sure you know I'm too young to be a grandmother yet."

"What? Plan? After my birthday?" Sam stuttered and blushed redder than a fire engine as she tried to extricate herself from the firm grasp of the auburn-haired mother of two. "I don't know what you're talking about!"

Perking up as if nothing had been said between the two, Maddie broke from the embrace, linked arms with Sam again and steered them toward the bedroom closet. "I didn't want Danny to see me naked and I need to get my special Haz Mat suit off the top shelf. It's buried so deep I need someone to help me while take down some of the things in front of it."

"I can help with that," Sam said warily, "but what was that about you not wanting to become a grandmother yet?"

"Oh that.” Maddie stepped up on a small foot stool and started handing down boxes from the top shelf of the closet. “It's that time of the month and I sometimes blurt out things I think, but don't mean to say out loud."

"Whoa, whoa whoa! So... you think Danny and I will make you a grandmother in the near future?" Sam begged incredulously as her anger rose. She dropped the box she had just been handed. "I don't think so! I'm on the pill and Danny has a box of condoms that you gave to him! We're going to be very careful if we ever take that step before our wedding night!" Sam stared at the naked woman on the stool for a second before she turned on her heels and stomped over to the door, finding it was locked. Still facing the door, Sam heatedly folded her arms across her chest and tapped a toe impatiently until Maddie slowly sauntered over to unlock the door with the key. Sam swiftly exited the room in a huff.

Maddie closed and locked the door again before she went back to the closet and pulled a regular blue Haz Mat suit from the dozen or so hanging there. She turned and smiled warmly toward the girl who had exited the room and was now stomping her way noisily down the stairs. "Well, that went just like I planned. Sam will surely remember this conversation for a long time to come."
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A reviewer asked if I’m stalled over this story with writer’s block or something. I offer my sincere apologies for the delay, and in reply, I'll tell you all how I normally work. I prefer to write out the entire story before I post it on the net. As it is, this little tale will be 19 chapters and I already have another 7 for a continuation of it in another arc. I haven’t been posting as often as I should because, I’m sorry to say, real life has taken over my priorities. I will continue to post a few chapters at a time when I get the chance. Please bear (or bare) with me, Sam and Danny.
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