Danny Phantom Pornography Story: Wrong

I feel compelled to tell any readers that my stories will not be featuring Danny using his powers. While I do view him as a horny teen, I can’t see him using his powers to spy on people. Not to mention the fact that he’s not going to be called away to fight ghosts while he’s boning someone. Just sayin’.

Wrong. It was wrong. In every way, shape, and form, God knows it was wrong. But, and God will admit it if He was ever asked, it felt so right. So good.

The perfect crime is not achieved with well timed break-ins to vaults holding millions of dollars. Its not a well put together kidnapping, or a unsuspected, unsolved murder. The perfect crime is sex.

Not rape. No, never rape. Thats not what this was. It was the furthest thing from it. It was love in its purest form, expressed from one boy to his beloved. Rape is aggression, teamed with selfishness. Its take without give. This was the perfect balance of give and take. Perpetuating itself with the effort of two loving, secretive teens.

But there is one kind of sex, one kind of orgasmic bliss, that is illegal in the United States. Some shudder to think about it. Our two protagonists do, but for different reasons than many. Others have warmed to the idea. Others participate. Others, for instance, like Danny and Jasmine Fenton.

To begin with, Danny is fourteen. He has jet black hair and innocent blue eyes. Hes tall, for a freshman, but scrawny. On the outside, he looks every part of a gawky, shy teenage boy on the brink of adult hood, trying to get control of his raging hormones. On the inside, however

A man. A man with his spirit on fire for the woman he loves. His heart burns for her. He aches every minute, every second of the day. On the forefront of every thought on his mind, all else taking a very, very low second. His secretly well concealed muscles tightened in thought of their time alone, spent in his room or hers, romping around and whispering to each other their love.

Yes. To all who werent involved in Danny Fentons love life, he was a gawky, shy, nerdish teenage boy. Average to the extreme.

His sister Jasmine, or Jazz as she prefers to be called, is everything but. She is sixteen, has red hair that reminds everyone of their favorite time of autumn, when the leaves turn, and have yet to fall from the big oak tree. She is pretty, but not unapproachable. Smart, and very, very aware of it. Her somewhat aloof attitude, however, also conceals a secretive wild side that only comes out in the confines of her house, when she is alone, or, as she is most of the time now, with her younger brother.

In those hours, she is the temptress. Her curves are shown off at every chance. Her hips sway like a dancer for her audience. Her luscious breasts bounce deliberately with her steps as she leads her prey, her willing prey, down the halls to her bed. Her tight, sweet, pert butt has his eyes trained on it. And when they fall together on that soft bed, stains of their love invisible on the mattress to all but an ultraviolet light, a switch is flicked. She likes to be on top, although she has yet to realize it.

And how did it happen, this forbidden love? This sweet romance of two young teens, barely capable of understanding their lust? Fate? The act of God? Or is it just an accident that they discovered their love at this, the most opportune time?

It turns out that, for whatever reason, in the beginning, Danny was bored. He was bored of his video games. He was bored of fighting ghosts. Even superheroes grow weary of their trade. He was tired of fantasizing about Paulina, the high school tease (more accurately, slut would be term applied, not that it mattered to Danny. Or anyone else for that matter). Masturbating didnt seem like the path to take, although he did have some very nice pictures of his dream girl. Being the best friend of the worlds biggest blerd could have its perks, he reasoned once, as Tucker handed him a file of stolen security camera photos.

It came to him on that day, when his boredom seemed to great to overcome, that Jazz hadnt spoken to him all day. She was nosey at that time. She always was. She butted in, she questioned him, she threatened his secrets. But she was his sister, and that is what prompted him to walk up the stairs toward her room, knock on her closed (and locked) bedroom door, and call out softly, Jazz?

She squealed. Something fell onto the floor. He could hear a light, unmistakable buzzing noise as a small toy vibrated on the ground. Her bed squeaked as she quickly got up, and for a moment the only sound was her stumbling about. The buzzing stopped and she quickly opened the door, peeking her head out so anything lower than her neck was invisible. Not that it mattered to Danny. Because although he could only see her face, it didnt matter. Everything was kinda readable from what he once though was an innocent visage.

Her cheeks were rosy from some kind of exertion, or embarrassment, or most likely, both. Her hair was frumpy, matted, with her bangs covered in sweat. The sweat in question was rolling down the sides of her head, and down her neck, and her eyes were glazed just a little bit, as if she had been interrupted before something very, very good. Her breath was ragged, although she tried to hide it.

Danny! she gasped, her eyes, still glazed, widening. What are you doing here? I meanwhy are you here? I meancan I help you?

Danny simply gawked at her, the truth of her secret efforts not hidden from him. In his defense, however, she was smokin hot. So he stood for a moment, mouth open as he stared slightly past her, imagining a great deal of things before her words echoed into his mind.

IuhI meanwhats up? he asked, smiling sheepishly.

Jazz swallowed nervously. Just picking up. You knowboring stuff

Right. Danny said, nodding. Need some help?

No! Her shout stunned him. I meanno, Danny. I got itjustheavyumboxesand stuff.

Right, Danny thought. Well, if you need any help getting off, Im downstairs.

She stared at him with an open mouth. Crap, he thought. I just said the out loud thing in my head, and the in my head thing out loud

Whawhawha was all Jazz could say, her sweat coming more profusely.

I meanfinishing up! I meantouching up! I meancrap! I gotta go! Danny cried, stepping back quickly and falling down. He got up and tried to turn to go down the stairs, but instead of doing it properly, he opted for his own method. He fell.

Oh shi-ih-ih-it! he cried as he slowly lost his balance and fell, rolling loudly down the surprisingly well built stairs. The last thing he remembered, before a blissful darkness overtook him, was a door being swung open, and a very pretty, a very sensual, yet worried, voice called out Danny! Then he slept.

But not for long. According to Jazz he was only out for five minutes. She was scared, of course. Very, very scared. But she took care of him.
The very first thing she did was check pupil dilation and retraction. That was good. She checked his head for any cuts. None. She ran her hands over his body to feel for swelling. There was none. There would be in the hours to come, but that was perfectly natural for what was to happen. Then she checked his pulse. Steady and strong. He was fine.

She may have looked lightweight, but with all the special training her parents made her do to fight ghosts, she had earned some good muscle. And she demonstrated, unfortunately to no one, as her only audience was her unconscious brother, just how strong she was by picking him up into a firemens carry and taking him upstairs to her bed. Her slightly wet bed.

This is bad, she thought, looking at the sleeping form of her younger brother. Its one thing to be discovered masturbating. Its quite another for your little brother, whos probably even less in control of his hormones than you to be the one to discover you. Its even worse when hes the object of your fantasy. And now he was in her room. Unconscious. In his pajamas.

She glanced up and down his body again, this time paying attention to his crotch more than any other part. He cock was there. Hidden by two thin layers of clothing. His balls were there, too. Small, yet just big enough to be a mouthful. She would love to-Stop. She had to stop. Thinking like this would get her in trouble. So she stopped.

For fifteen seconds. Then her eyes made there way back to his groin. Even though only a few minutes had passed, somehow he was getting a boner. His cock was stiffening under his pajama bottoms. It stopped growing, leaving a pitifully small tent in his bottoms.

That cant be it, can it, asked Jazz to herself. She slowly made her way to the bed. He didnt wake up. She called his name softly: Danny? He still remained sleeping. She poked him slightly in the ribs, his most ticklish spot. He remained asleep. She took the plunge.

Slowly she pulled his pajama bottoms off. His slight boner poked out through the little hole in his boxers. To her relief it was still mostly soft. That made the size of his pajama tent even more surprising. Without knowing what she was doing, she reached out her hand. A slow trace down his cock, from based to head, was all she did. It swelled slightly. She giggled.

Wow she said to no one in particular. Dannys got a sensitive cock

She smiled as she traced her previous line once again down his cock, this time allowing her finger to rest on the swelling head of Dannys member. He was uncircumcised, but she could see a little bit of the mushroom like head peeking out. A dull purple. She could almost taste it. An imagined taste, based on fan fictions she had read about her favorite shows. Her hand slowly wrapped around the base of his now completely stiff cock. She was lowering her head, about to lick the object of her desire, when Danny awoke.

Wha? Jazz? Am Inaked? he asked, opening his eyes slowly and blinking.

For the life of her, Jazz couldnt think of what to say. Her mouth was inches from her younger brothers hot flesh, her tongue extended. She only just realized she was in a night shirt that showed off her breasts very well. She wasnt even wearing panties. All of this occurred to her as Dannys eyes grew wide and his mouth dropped.

Her eyes slowly made their way to his, and for a moment they simply stared. His cock remained stiff in her hand as she gripped it tightly. Slowly, ever so slowly, she twisted her hand and pulled it up toward the head of his shaft. And watched in glee as he closed his eyes and sighed, his hands moving behind him to keep himself in a sitting position. She slowly let her hand sink down to the base of his cock and he took a deep breath.

Go on he sighed with his eyes closed, nodding slightly. It was all she needed.

Her mouth continued its descent toward the throbbing purple tip, when she suddenly stopped. She pulled away, letting go of his cock. In disappointment his eyes went dark. But before he could do anything, she pulled her night shirt off and removed his boxers. She dropped to her knees, which made jacking him off easier, and again gripped the throbbing flesh, as she lowered her mouth again.

A small twist here, a quick tug there, and before Jazzs mouth even made contact with the head it was leaking precum. The pearly white jizz seemed to call out to her. Calling for her to suck it up into her mouth. To taste it. Sample it. To drink it down like a fine wine. Which is what she did.
Her mouth made contact, making an airtight ring around the head, only the head, of Dannys cock. Her tongue slid out and over his sensitive flesh, and she sucked gently, pulling precum out of his cock and onto her eager tongue. He gasped and buck as her hand jacked him off, and nearly cried out in bliss when her tongue scrapped along the ridge of his cock. She tried to compare the taste of his cum to something, anything else. It was sweet, with a salty under taste. Like some kind of sugary fruit with a very light, light touch of salt. She loved it.

She sucked gently again, making him whimper in nearly orgasmic agony. She slid her mouth down, his cock filling her warm cavity. Her left hand made its way to his ball sack, where it gripped and pulled the two egg shaped cum makers. Her right hand stayed gripping the very base of his cock. Eight inches of cock filled Jazzs mouth, touching the back of her throat and nearly making her gag. She controlled it, however, and sucked hard, pulling on his balls. He groaned and gripped her head.

Despite the pressure of him trying to keep her that way till he came, she pulled back, removing her mouth from him. Her right hand kept jack him off, now with some spit-precum lube adding to the effect.

Was I good, Danny? she asked, smiling sweetly, as if she didnt know the answer.

OhJazzyou were awesomethe best was all Danny could manage, with his cock still being pleasure so well by her hand.

Really? she asked, tightening her hands, especially the one rolling his balls around in her palm. She stopped rolling them and tugged gently, forcing him to close his eyes and buck his hips.

No, no, no, Danny. she said, smiling again. You dont get to cum just yet, lil brother.

She let go completely of his cock and balls and his eyes shot open. He looked at her with an annoyed expression.

Why? he asked angrily.

Cause once you cum, you wont want to help me out. I think its only fair if I cum first.

Why? So you can leave me high and hard? he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Oh no, silly. She said, giggling at the though. Her face grew red as she considered how to answer. Your cum is far to good for me to ignore, even if I am completely satisfied.

He blinked at her candid honesty. Then he slowly sat up.

So you want to cum? he asked, glancing at her shaven pussy.

Mm-hm she sighed, standing up and moving over to the bed, sitting gently next to her half naked brother. She rubbed her pert C cup breasts for a moment, then let her right hand move to her crotch, where she rubbed gently for a few moments. Then she fell back, spreading her legs for him.

I trust you can find anadequate way tohelp me. She said mischievously.

He glanced down at her hairless cunt, thinking hard about the porn movies he had seen. Many of them were guy-on-girl. Normally the guy would just fuck her. Sometimes he would finger her. Rarely would he eat her out. He thought back to his lesbian porn. They always ate each other out in that. He had seen a few good videos that gave close ups on technique. Time to demonstrate what hed learned.

He knelt down quickly and quietly and looked at her pussy close up. It was shaved, and looked nothing like the pussies hed seen in his porno movies or mags. Jazzs looked young. Tender. So he went in slow. He gently touched her vulva, making her moan a little. He slipped his fingers up her crevice, just barely touching her clit, making her gasp. He knew her basic anatomy, not from experience, of course. From his movies.

He pulled her lips apart and gazed on her pink folds. She was glistening already, wet in anticipation. Horny. He had made his sister horny when he let her blow him. The thought made his cock twitch. He slid his index finger into her pussy, her tight walls pressing against it. Clearly she hadnt used her vibrator much. He pushed in deeper and heard her moan again. This was working, but not as well as he hoped. So he lowered his mouth to her folds and gently tongued her. She gasped again, her hands moving straight to her breasts, gripping them gently for a moment.

Cmon, DannyI know you want to she sighed, looking at him through half lidded eyes.

She was right. He did want to. So he did. His tongue slid deeper into her as he slid it up her opening. He flicked her tiny clit when he got to the top, making her groan and grip her breasts harder. He did it again, now moving his finger around inside of her. He twisted it up and down, to one side, and then the next. It was up to his knuckle when he turned it up so that his finger was situated right behind her clit, and gave an accidental rub. She gasped out loud and her hands went to his head to hold him down against her cunt.

Again! she moaned. Again

So he did it again. And he slid his tongue up her slit, licking her clit hard. She bucked her hips now, and his heart started racing. If she was anything like him she was close now. He rubbed that secret spot again with his finger and sucked gently on her clit. She groaned and bucked, thrashing about as he quickened his pace.

OhDannypleasepleasepleasegoIm soclose…to cumming she was moaning her sentences in short gasping breaths, her hands getting tangled in his hair. Her face was red again, her hair matted and wet. Sweat dripped form her face, down her body, her breasts. Down her arms and legs. Each bead was like some kind of electric signal to her brain. It felt like her nerves were on fire. Now Danny inserted another finger. She cried out to him through a wave of orgasmic fire that washed over her mind, wiping her thoughts away. All except one. The one she was screaming as she gushed her fluids all over Dannys hands and face.

Oh Christ! Danny! Danny, ImImCUMMING! Cumming! Oh Christ, Im cumming! she screamed, her back arched as her nectar flowed, sometimes sprayed, out of her over pleasured love tunnel. Her hands pushed Dannys face deeper into her soaking cunt as she cried out to the gods of love and pleasure.

Finally, however, her cum stopped flowing. She fell back heavily onto the bed. Her face was red and sweaty, her hair a mess. Her thighs were drenched in her sweet cum, just like Dannys hands and face. He peaked up at her and smiled sheepishly.

Hey sisdid I do good? he asked, laughing gently at her thoroughly pleasured, totally wiped out body. Her eyes were closed, but she smiled gently. She giggled in her post-orgasm trance.

Yeahbabyyou did good she gasped in between breaths.

He glanced at his boner, which was once again leaking precum. He took a little on his hand and wiped it on her mouth. She licked it up and smiled.

Dont worry, lil brother. I havent forgottenbutwanna do something really fun?

He shook his head. If youre trying to get me to jack myself off, forget it. Been there, done that. I was promised a blowjob in exchange for a mind-blowing orgasm. Look at my face. I think I deserve a good old fashioned blowjob.

She smiled. You dont wanna fuck me, then? Cause my pussy wants your cum sooo badly, lil bro. Are you gonna disappoint me?

He smiled at the thought. Youre so tight down there, sis, I think youd probably die if I tried to fuck you.

You might be surprised. And if youre still horny, Ill suck your cock like a good little slut. That’s what you want, right?

He smiled and his cock twitched when she called herself a slut. He liked it. She was his slut. So he stood up and pointed his cock straight out toward her glistening pussy. He put himself at her entrance and looked at his sister. Her eyes were half open, yet she looked eager. She nodded, and he started in.

He was slow at first, his sensitive cock nearly erupting with every inch gained in her cunt. She was tight. Very tight. But slick. So smooth. Like velvet. She gasped as he slid into her. The first thing he noticed was that she wasnt a virgin.

Sis?

Noughworries, lil brotherIuhnnlost my virginitywhen I wasmessing with myuhvibrator

He smiled and continued in. He was almost completely inside her, just a few inches to go. Her face was red again, but then, his was too. Keeping himself from cumming was hard to do. Especially with the little grunts and moans that Jazz was making as he slid in. Finally he was done. His cock was buried inside her. He was leaning over her a bit, his hands pressed into the bed. She smiled at him through her half-lidded eyes and bit her lip, almost begging him to go faster. So he did.

His cock slid out quickly, the head of which rubbed very closely with the walls of her tight cunt, making him stop and close his eyes tightly for fear of cumming. When the urge passed he slid in again, pushing hard against any resistance. Of course, the only resistance was her tight pussy, which only made him want to fuck her harder. His hands were tight on her thighs as he pulled her into him. His eyes were still closed as he moved, focusing on anything less sexy than the angel below him. Baseball. Dash Baxter. Tucker. Anything to prolong this.

Soon he was thrusting so fast his hips were a blur. Jazz was so into it she was lifting her hips to meet his each time he forced his way back into her. Her small, loving moans were now shrieks of pleasure once again as Danny grunted in his pace to keep up with his horny sister.

Oh Danny! Fuck me! FUCK ME! Jesus Christ! Oh God! Danny! Jazz was screaming at the top of her lungs, moaning and groaning, bucking her hips. She timed herself so that when Danny pulled himself out of her hot cunt, she tightened up on him. Each time she did this her eyes closed involuntarily with overwhelming pleasure.

Oh Jazz! Goddamn! Youre sooAh! Tight! GodI love it! I love you! Danny cried, feeling his internal pressure gauge breaking down, his balls growing tighter as his cum started shoot. A white hot fire blazed up his spine, and every nerve in his body was electric. He fell forward onto his sister as the first shots of his cum started coating the insides of her cunt like a fire hose. His last thrust put his erupting cock deep inside of her as he gripped her hips tightly, holding her against him. Not that he needed to.

As soon as he shouted the words I love you Jazz felt something like a dam breaking. She cried out in ecstasy as another orgasm wracked her body, her hips bucking wildly into Dannys. Her back arched into him as she screamed his name out to all the world, wishing for the life of her that this moment could continue forever. Even though his cum was shooting almost straight into her womb, she didnt worry for a second. She knew nothing bad would happen. Not when they loved each other so much.

Finally Dannys fire hose of a cock stopped shooting big wads of cum into Jazzs now completely fucked cunt. She fell back again and closed her eyes, reveling in her feelings of love and perfect happiness. Danny rolled to the side, his limp cock sliding out of her pussy. He too had his eyes closed, and he was remembering how nice it was to pound the fuck out of his sisters pussy. Just thought of it had his cock twitching again. He smiled, knowing what it would mean.

Hey Jazz? You still wanna suck down some cum?

She opened her weary eyes, looking into his. She nodded, a smile once again appearing on her face. She licked her lips and beckoned him forward. Unsure, he made his way over to her. He straddled her chest and put his slowly stiffening cock between her tits. She pushed them together, and for a few minutes he fucked her tits slowly. Soon, however, his cock was hard and ready to be sucked. Instead of making him move closer, however, Jazz did something Danny had never seen before.

She picked her head up slightly and started sucking on the head of his cock, which was still covered in both his cum and her own, and began sucking gently on it. He gasped and fell forward. His arms propping him up. He slowly worked his hips, bringing his cock in and out of her mouth. His balls was slick, covered in both their cum, and slid between her tits, adding to the feelings of pleasure that were slowly becoming too much for his cock. Soon he was gasping for breath, and he stared into her eyes. He saw in those eyes the beauty of his sister. The secret love they shared. Her secret love for him. And for a moment there was only the two of them. But that moment didnt last very long. He shut his eyes tight and gasped out, loud enough for her to hear.

Oh JazzbabeIm gonna cum

She pulled her mouth off him and jacked him off quickly, making him gasp and arch his back slightly as the first shot of his cooked cum spattered onto her cheek. She opened her mouth as the second shot soared out, and then down her throat. The other shots went off target, either from her jerking or his small thrusts toward her mouth. Either way, she ended up with a cum stained face, chest, hand, and bedspread. With his final orgasm Danny gasped in pleasure and fell to the side, curling beside his slutty sister. She smiled and turned to face the same way as him. His cock was nestled gently in the crack of her tight ass. It gave her an idea for their next time.