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 Author: Zorlond
Title: Grand Ted
Part: Chapter 10
Summary: A 13-year-old boy named Ted has just moved to a new house, and
discovers a magical surprise in the basement.  Let the temptations begin.
Keywords: mFg, mf, ped, teen, lolita, shota, inc, incest mother son
brother sister, exhib, casual public sex, mostly clothed, small breasts

   Chapter 10 - Home and Homeroom

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   Ted felt himself floating, adrift as a few last aftershocks passed
through his dick and on into Carol.  He pleasantly hovered there before
some words brought him back down to Earth.  "Oh, look, family threesome on
the living room couch." Ted poked his head around Tiffany's hips to see
Amber walking into the room.  Her sarcastic remark was left hanging in the
air as she snagged the TV remote from where it lay on the floor and sat
down on the easy chair.

   "Hey!" Tiffany cried out as Amber stopped the recording and changed the
channel.  "I was watching that!" She quickly hopped down from the sofa and
made a grab for the remote.

   "It was a repeat, kid," Amber declared as she fended off her little
sister with one hand, holding the remote in the other far out of reach.  "I
recognized that shot, you've seen that episode before."

   "There haven't been any new ones lately!" Tiffany, still mostly naked,
tried going round the chair to the other side.

   Amber easily swapped hands.  "Yeah, it's between seasons.  Meanwhile, my
show is just starting it's new season in about three minutes.  So I get to
watch now."

   "No fair!  Mooom!"

   Having been invoked as the higher authority of the house, Carol sighed
and got up off of Ted, their linked loins making a brief squelch sound as
she did.  "Girls, the rules of TV are clear, new shows get precedence over
re-runs." Amber looked at Tiffany with a smirk of victory.  "But the rules
of Politeness are also clear.  You ask before you take.  Amber, apologize."
Carol kept up a solid glare on her eldest child until there was a mutter of
begrudged apology.  Ted was more than a little surprised that the 'mom
glare' even worked like this, with Carol bare-ass naked.  But apparently
the wishes of a genie had little impact on mothers in general.  "Get
dressed, Tiffany, and let her watch her show.  She'll do the same when your
show is back in-season."

   "Yeah, like there's anything I want to watch on Saturday mornings..."
Amber muttered again, now more focused on the television than her family.
Tiffany and Carol focused on grabbing clothes and getting dressed again,
while Ted looked over his older sister with an appraising eye.  Which did
not go entirely unnoticed.  One blue eye, sunken in heavy mascara turned
towards him while it's twin hid behind slats of overhanging bangs.  "What?"

   "Uh, er...  nothing..." Ted said.  He looked away from her and focused
on getting his pants up and secured.  Amber looked back to her show, which
was just getting started now, and forgot about him.  Ted had actually
considered trying out his older sister, but as he had thought about it, he
realized that the thought of having sex with Amber was a little
intimidating.  He really liked giving Carol and Tiffany as much enjoyment
as he was receiving, but he wasn't really sure he even could do that with
Amber.  She just seemed so...  gloomy all the time.  He'd already felt how
it was like when the girl really didn't care what he was doing, and he'd
rather not do that again.  So, glancing towards her out the corner of his
eye, Ted decided he'd wait.  At least for a while, when he was confident he
could get her into it as well.

   Meanwhile, there was still plenty of options open to him.  As he looked
over to Carol, who was just now getting her bra back into place, he thought
about how many times he'd like to try her options...

   "I might suggest taking a break, stud." The words caught Ted's
attention, and he looked over, and upwards, to Chantelle, who was once
again quietly observing from a floating seat among the rafters.  Slowly,
she drifted downwards to a more conversational level as she continued,
"Your mom didn't quite get to it, but refractory periods tend to take
longer the more you cum in a short time.  They can also get less pleasant."

   That sounded ominous.  "Less pleasant?" Ted asked.

   Chantelle rolled her eyes up, as if reading from some note stuck to the
top of her eyes.  "Tingling, soreness, numbness, and/or aching." She looked
back at him.  "You're a fun kid, I'd hate to see you break something." She
noticed his concerned look and added, "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be fine
by tomorrow morning.  And hey, you might be more durable than I thought. 
Everybody's a little different." She smiled, her dark green lips drawing
Ted's eyes for a moment.  Aside from the shade, they reminded him of
Amber's lips...

   "Well," Ted pulled himself back from drifting.  "I guess the fun's over
for now, then.  Did you enjoy the show?" He smiled as he made a grand
gesture towards the couch.

   Chantelle laughed, a hearty little chuckle.  "Every bit.  Thanks a big
bunch.  I'll be sure to remember whe...  Ahem." She suddenly stopped a
cleared her throat.  "I'm sure I'll remember this for a long while." She
smiled again, but it seemed a little forced now.  Unfolding her legs, her
feet simply reaching the floor from where she was hovering, Chantelle
lifted her arms above her head and stretched, which made her tight baby-tee
shirt pull her enormous breasts upwards as if threatening to reveal more of
her.  "Well, I've been out of my lantern for a while now, I'm just gonna go
back and recharge the batteries." She paused.  "So to speak.  Good night,
Ted."

   She was already turning to walk away as Ted said, "Good night," in
reply, fading away as she did.  With her gone, and his family scattering to
various things around the house, Ted decided that he might as well get back
to more normal things himself.

   Evening gave way to morning, and as Ted went through his normal routine,
he couldn't help but think about how his normal routine could be made into
a new, improved, sex-filled routine.  Possibilities thundered through his
head, but he couldn't quite make up his mind.  So, as the bus dropped him
off to school, he had yet to try his new freedom that day.  When he got to
homeroom, however, he realized that if he didn't make up his mind, he'd
spend a whole day without getting any.  So, he decided to just go for it.

   Taking his seat in the classroom, he did a quick scan of the area, and
made his decision.  Turning to the desk behind his seat, he smiled at the
girl sitting there.  "Hey," he said to her.

   Glancing up without moving her head, she considered him a moment and
said "Hey," right back.  And then she looked down again at the phone in her
hands and continued texting.  She was kinda pretty, but not in a flashy
way, and a bit on the skinny side.  But what got Ted's attention was her
hair, a big mane of brown curls that hung down her back.  He just wondered
what it would look like waving around.

   Not minding her semi-polite rebuff, Ted continued.  "Gotta say, I feel
like having sex with you.  You game?" With a smile, he awaited her response
to that.

   She visibly paused, then simply said, "Yeah, sure." Standing up, she
continued her text conversation as she stepped over to Ted.  He felt
slightly annoyed that she wasn't going to stop texting, but decided that
this meant he'd just have to convince her to pay attention.

   Before she could do anything when she stepped up to his seat, Ted took
hold of her hips and kept her standing there in front of him.  He tugged at
her knee-length skirt, working the buttons open and letting the skirt fall
to the floor.  He looked over her partly-clothed hips, blue panties with
little flowers on them, and decided to just go for it and see where it led.
Without removing her panties at all, he leaned over and got his face in her
crotch, rubbing his nose against her, his hands on her butt to squeeze and
press her into him.  She smelled different than Tiffany.  But he needed
more than just a sniff to really compare them.

   Tugging her panties to one side, Ted pulled her closer to him and,
noticing her sudden cry of surprise, got his mouth right in between her
legs.  His tongue slid along her folds, more developed than Tiffany's,
seeking out the right spots.  He found the entrance to her pussy, and
slipping the tip of his tongue in there had a good response from how her
thighs pressed against his cheeks.  He adjusted his grip on her ass a few
times, trying to see if any particular touch improved it, stroking her
lower back, or taking hold of the back of her thigh.  She seemed to like a
firm hold on the fold between ass and thigh, and he focused on her pussy
once again.  Finally locating the hard little knob among her folds, he ran
his tongue over that, then tried kissing it with some pressure.

   Her response surprised the hell out of him.  He felt her phone strike
his shoulder on it's way to the floor and both of her hands on his head as
she cried out.  Her smell and taste got more intense, and her thighs were
twitching.  Ted pulled his lips back and went back to licking, with little
option since he couldn't move his head at the time, and noticed how wet she
suddenly seemed.  It felt like drool all over his chin, though he guessed
it wasn't.  After a few moments, her grip relaxed, and he was able to lean
back in his seat.  She looked a little red-faced and dizzy, but when her
eyes met his, she suddenly leaned down and kissed him.  He enjoyed her
eager lips against his for a bit before she broke it off herself.

   Going down to her knees, her hands were already on his fly, getting it
open and pulling his dick out.  She wasted no time before getting the
half-hard thing in her mouth and sucking at it.  Her head bobbing in his
lap, Ted looked up and noticed the rest of the homeroom class, some
chatting or texting, others doing homework.  Only a few were looking at him
getting sucked off by a randomly-chosen girl, and even those few were just
watching in the 'something to look at' sense.  Even Mr.  Frederick was
barely paying attention to them.  Ted smiled to himself at the thought of
many such sexual encounters like this.  The girl's performance, done with
enthusiasm if not skill...  Carol had been far better at this, using her
tongue and cheeks as she had...  was building up the pressure within him,
and Ted made a quick decision.

   Tapping her head to get her attention, Ted told her, "Stand up.  Turn
around." She followed his lead, turning her back to him.  Ted briefly
considered her near-fully-dressed state, with only skirt removed and
panties moved aside, and decided to leave it.  With his hands on her hips
again, he gently pulled her back, her legs going outside his as he had her
sit in his lap.  Reaching between her legs to grab his dick and aim it, he
slipped inside her and leaned back in his seat, letting his legs spread out
and thus pushing hers open wide as well.  Their position left no doubt as
to what they were doing to the rest of the homeroom, as they began grinding
their hips together.

   She was surprisingly tight for Ted, but her wetness made sure that
wasn't a problem.  As she leaned back, Ted had to raise a hand and dig his
face out of her hair, but then lowered it only as far as her covered
breast. Feeling it under combined fabric of shirt and bra, Ted squeezed and
massaged at it.  She was on the small side, but she fit nicely in the palm
of his hand.  He could feel her nipple in there, large and puffy, and she
reacted well when he pinched it between thumb and forefinger.

   She pulled away from him, but only so far as to lean over forwards,
putting hands to floor and lifting and dropping her hips onto him.  Quite
content in how this changed their fucking, Ted put his hands on her hips
again to steady her aim, his thumbs then stroking along the top of her ass
cheeks and lower back, massaging the area a little.  Eventually, she leaned
back again, rolling her head so her hair didn't bury his face this time. 
It also left the side of her head bare to him, and after some more thrusts
into her, Ted decided to experiment with some kisses to her neck.  Tight
little pecks and warm licks, mixed in with more normal open-mouth kisses.

   Her response was to tighten up on him again, her movements turning jerky
as she grunted loudly, her grunts turning to moans as her jaw opened up. 
Ted felt her get even wetter, his pants feeling wet now, too.  A little
surprised, Ted thought and decided that mom hadn't said anything about
girls having a 'refractory period'.  Ted smiled to himself again at the
thought of how many times he might get a girl to cum in one session.  But
his smile faded as he realized he was running out of time.  Homeroom was
almost over.

   With that, he started thrusting into her in ernest, his hands running
along her body, until he pushed himself over the edge and emptied his load
within her.  As his shots dwindled down, she lay back on him, and it took a
few moments to realize she was in no hurry to stand up.  Regretfully, he
nudged her ribs.  "Hey, homeroom's almost over.  We gotta go." Looking a
bit glum, she stood up, re-adjusting her panties before going for her
skirt. Ted looked down at his lap, mingled juices soaking in, and realized
he didn't have time or opportunity to fix it.  So he'll have to make do.

   Ted looked at the girl again, who'd just finished getting her skirt into
place.  She was looking around, a bit frantic.  "Where's my phone?  I know
I just had it..."

   Ted looked down.  "Ah, here it is." He leaned down and grabbed it from
where it had landed on the floor.  It looked okay, although he couldn't
help but notice that the texting app was still open, and whoever was on the
other end was asking if she was still there, and why her last text had
ended in gibberish.  Ted handed it over before he could read any more.  She
thanked him, and her gaze lingered on his as she took the phone back.

   Their gaze was interrupted by the bell, and Ted had to get his stuff
ready for class.  But before he left, he paused.  "By the way, I can't seem
to recall your name."

   "Oh, it's Steph.  Stephanie Campbell." She smiled at him sweetly.

   Ted smiled in return, nodding his head.  "Ted Haroldson.  See you around
Steph." With that, he turned to go, looking back over his shoulder as he
passed the door.  She was still watching him as their sightline was broken.
Ted hummed tunelessly as he walked down the hallway.  He'd have to remember
Steph.  Something told him a girl with that much enthusiasm was a girl to
re-visit in the future...

   *****

   This is a work of fiction, if that wasn't clear enough.  Nothing I write
about has ever or will ever occour in reality.  Any resemblence characters
may have to real people is entirely coincidental and unintentional.  And I
can not and will not condone real sexual activity involving minors.

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