Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Zorlond Title: Grand Ted Part: Chapter 19 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: mf, mF, teen, shota, exhib, impreg, preg, penis size, breast size Chapter 19 - Dip the Quill ---- About a week and a half passed. Ted re-hid Chantelle's lantern, in his closet this time behind some boxes still unpacked from moving in. He wasn't sure he'd ever find a 'perfect' hiding spot, but that would do for the time being. It was carefully positioned so that he could just reach back there and give the lens a quick rub without having to take it out each time. He had no idea what his last wishes were going to be, but until then, he liked having Chantelle around to talk to about his day. She particularly liked to hear about his time at school. Like now, in homeroom, with Stephanie on his desk on her back, her skirt and panties off and her blouse hanging wide open to show her bra-less small breasts, puffy nipples looking a bit out of scale with her mild mounds. Ted held one of her ankles in his hand while adjusting his dick's aim. It was a bit harder to control at it's new size, tending to bounce around from it's own mass unless manually steered. But that was easy enough, and watching his dick's crown, bigger than his fist, push it's way into Steph's little pussy was worth far more than any control trouble. He sank several inches of length into her before feeling her bottom out. More than half of his length was still outside her, and everyone in that homeroom could see the enormous shaft piercing into Steph's cunt. Ted shifted his hand to Steph's other ankle, holding them up and outwards, beginning his thrusts into her. Her stomach bulged visibly around his cock on the outward stroke, and Ted could feel her pussy twitch in a mini-orgasm, Steph gritting her teeth and grunting as she did. Steph frequently did that when he first entered her, adding lubrication to the fucking. Chantelle had guessed it was just Steph's body's natural reaction to something normally far to big to ever enter her. Whatever the case, Ted liked it, as he shifted his thrusts a bit to a more circular motion. Steph rewarded him with a more full orgasm, falling onto her back, hands trembling as her pussy squirted juices around Ted's girth. The sound of squelches mixed with moans and gasps filled the air as Ted kept right on going, a few drops of Steph's juices managing to trickle down his cock's length to touch his balls a foot away. Balls that would soon be emptying into the grade-school girl. Pausing, Ted shifted his hands to her hips, his elbows under her knees, before resuming, making straight, short thrusts into her. Her lower legs flopped loosely in response, as his thumbs brushed across the rhythmic bulge in her belly. He was holding back a bit, a relatively new experiment of his, and one he was currently only trying with Steph. The ease with which she came all the time made it simpler... There. Ted could feel her starting to go again, and eased back on his control. A few moments after her pussy began twitching and clenching again, his cock jerked in response, injecting his spunk deep within her. Steph's voice caught in mid-moan, one eye twitching crazily as Ted's semen induced her into a fresh orgasm in the middle of her current one. Her legs locked around him, making him unable to move for a bit, but Ted didn't mind one bit as he enjoyed the feelings of their joined pleasure, and the freely flowing juices from her impossibly overstretched cunt. And, in the back of his mind, the thought of her being impregnated by him, right here and now. As their orgasms faded, and they caught their breath, Ted smiled down at her, then casually lowered one of her legs, giving her hips a quarter turn, before starting to fuck her again without even pulling out. He wanted to see if he could nail the timing like that again... Around him, the other students got on with chatting, texting, or homework due that day. Even without the magical inducement, they might not have really noticed or cared about Ted drilling his mammoth cock into Steph, mingled juices flowing like a river down her leg, their grunts and moans competing with the wet squirts between them... He'd been fucking Stephanie every homeroom for the last week and a half, after all. Later in the day, Ted walked down the hallway to his next class. He was thinking about sex, of course, but not for the immediate future. It was English, and he'd need to pay attention to get anything done. Ted had tried sex right in the middle of class a few times already, but every time he found himself unable to pay attention to anything but the girl he was fucking, the entire lesson from the teacher lost. He also got the feeling that the girls didn't get much learning done either. While he was tempted to say 'Hey, I don't mind! Less schoolwork!', he couldn't help but remember Cass. Lots of sex was great. Being held back a grade wasn't. So, he had to pay attention during actual classes. But that did mean study hall and lunch were open. Too bad that wasn't going to be for another couple periods. So, he entered the classroom, taking his seat, briefly noticing the cold seat seeping through his sweat pants. That had been the consequence of an oversight in his last wish. None of his old jeans fit anymore, being far too tight in the crotch for him to stand, let alone sit. So he was stuck with sweatpants until his mom would agree to a trip to the clothing store, a trip made for the coming weekend. The sweat pants were fine most of the time, except in regards to cold, hard, plastic seats. Tended to let the cold through. As the rest of the students had filed in, Ted glanced around, considering his options for lunch. Perhaps one of these girls. Or maybe one of the fifth graders again. But as the bell sounded, he sighed and shelved his thoughts for later. "Good morning, class," came from the front of the room, where Ted's English teacher, Ms. McKinley had just came in with arms full of notebooks. Setting them down, she faced them, and Tim was once again struck with how hot she looked. She looked a bit older than Chantelle, but younger than Carol. She usually wore long, flowing dresses, in this case a dark blue with little flowers on it over a white long-sleeve pull-on shirt. Even covered up, it did nothing to conceal the fact that her breasts were large, and her hips nicely wide. Ms. McKinley, ignorant of Ted's thoughts, continued, "Today we're starting a new assignment, free writing. Each of you will take one of these notebooks..." She began passing stacks of notebooks to those in the front row. "... and write in them. It can be about anything. Stuff you're thinking about, things happening in your life, perhaps poetry or fiction. Anything you feel like. But you've got to do at least two pages worth of writing by the end of class today. More than two pages is fine, if you happen to feel like it. You'll turn in these notebooks at the end of class, and we'll do this again next week. Any questions?" Ted listened with half an ear to the few questions, as he took a notebook and passed the rest back. So, class today was just quiet writing? Ted felt his lips curl in a smile as the questions wrapped up and the students got to writing, or at least pretending to be writing. As Ms. McKinley turned to quickly write the details of the assignment up on the board for all to see, Ted set his eyes on her lovely ass. Setting the notebook down unopened, Ted casually stood up and walked to the front of the room. Noticing him as she finished on the board, Ms. McKinley turned to ask, a kind smile on her lips, "Yes? Is there a problem?" "No, no problem," Ted told her. "I just thought that this is a rare opportunity, not to be missed, to ask you for a blowjob." Ms. McKinley blinked, and, glancing at the clock, replied, "Uh, sure. I guess we have time. As long as you finish the assignment." She started to go to her knees, but Ted stopped her. "No, sit in your chair, here." Ted indicated the chair behind the teacher's desk. As she took her seat, Ted dropped his pants, letting his dick swing free, already rising. Ms. McKinley didn't seem to react, other than a slight widening of her eyes as she got her hands on it. It was over a foot long soft, and as it grew harder, it continued to extend to well over two feet. Sitting in her chair, her hands trying to wrap around it and only just brushing fingertips, Ms. McKinley brought it up to her face, and ever-so-gently licked the underside of the crown. Ted felt a spike of pleasure from that, and had to remind himself to slow down. She needed to enjoy this as well. Reaching to her shoulders, Ted tugged the shoulder straps of her dress down her arms, then reached for the bottom hem of her white shirt. Realizing what he intended, she let go of his dick and raised her arms, letting him pull her top completely off, then taking her bra off without even being asked. Once her boobs jiggled free, hanging heavily there in front of him, Ted had to remind himself to slow down again. He only had so much time. Nestling his cock between her melons, Ted tweaked her large nipples. She quietly muttered, "More of a titfuck, but whatever I guess..." Ms. McKinley pressed her boobs together with one hand while the other went to his balls, gently stirring them in her hand. Her lips met his cock head in a brief kiss, then another, then a slow tug on his balls made him push forward, her lips parting for his huge rod. Ted watched as she calmly closed her eyes and let her mouth stretch, smoothly taking him in. He'd actually expected some kisses and a lot of licking. That's what all the other girls had done when put in the same position. But here she was, cheeks bulging on both sides, jaw wide open as his entire fist-sized cock head was engulfed by her face. Her upper lip made it just past the crown, and her eyes opened again, looking up at him. She ran her tongue back and forth, humming as she did. Her hand made a brief squeeze, and Ted nearly lost it right there. "Uh, oh, ah... th-that... that's enough... uh..." Ted gasped for air as he pulled back, and Ms. McKinley let him go, his cock slipping free of her mouth with a soft 'pop' and strings of saliva. She closed her mouth again down to a kiss-like pout for a moment. Ted managed to catch his breath enough to say, "I just wanted to change positions. I think I'd prefer to just fuck you." Ms. McKinley, saying nothing, shrugged a little before standing up from her chair and pulling the skirt of her dress upwards, briefly revealing plain white panties before she slipped them off to land on the floor. Turning around, she set her hands on the back of the chair and stuck her bare ass up in the air towards him. Feeling slightly intimidated, Ted glanced around briefly. The other students in class weren't paying attention, too busy with their writing assignment to care about the nearly-naked hot teacher in front of them about to get fucked by a mule-dicked student. Taking a quick breath, Ted focused on Ms. McKinley , stepping up behind her and adjusting his cock before pushing into her. Taking a double handful of her padded ass, Ted started thrusting, fucking her as she braced herself on the chair, her normally civil and chaste long dress pooled around her waist like a belt and waving beneath her in response to their movements. She quickly started moving as well, almost immediately matching his rhythm, so in sync that her chair didn't even wobble as they stuffed over a foot of man meat into her pussy with each stroke. Inside, Ted could feel her doing something new, gripping and pulling inside her cunt in a way he didn't recognize. As he was trying to figure it out, Ms. McKinley turned her head, looking back at him with half-lidded eyes and slightly open mouth, softly moaning in time with his thrusts. Then, her muscles clenched in a very different way before suddenly moving forward so much his dick came completely out of her pussy. Ted lost it completely. He grunted as he came, cock bouncing slightly and shooting streams of spunk, completely outside of her, semen striking her ass, her back, even reaching her forehead where it quickly ran down over one closed eyelid. He kept going for some time, lost in the moment, before coming down and realizing that the teacher chair was rattling. Ms. McKinley had kept the rolling chair completely still before, yet now it jittered in her white-knuckle grip. Her pussy was juicing, slow drips of girlcum trickling down her legs as the rest of her was rigid. A moment more, and she relaxed. Panting a bit, she looked back at Ted, and this time he saw something new in her eyes. Surprise. It was there only for a brief glimpse, before she straightened up and slowly turned to face him. "So, anything more?" "Uh... No." Ted felt oddly fidgety, running his hand through his hair before adding, "I should get that free writing done. Uhm, yeah..." Was it his imagination, or did she look disappointed? "Well, then, best get to it," she told him as she let the skirt of her dress fall and went for her bra. After a moment of indecision, Ted followed suit, pulling up his sweat pants and returning to his seat. He sat down just in time as she got her shirt back on and her dress fully into place. Returning to her own chair, Ms. McKinley looked right at him, then slowly raised a finger to wipe away the glob of cum gluing her eye shut, then made a show of licking it clean. Ted just watched until she had finished, then looked down at the empty notebook, demanding to be partially filled. His mind trying to shift back to school work, Ted glanced at the clock to see how much time he had, then looked at it again. The whole event with Ms. McKinley had taken just over six minutes. Was his math right? He double checked, trying to remember how long it had taken for her to describe the assignment. Yeah, six minutes, give or take. Ted slumped forward onto his desk. He hadn't been that fast on the trigger since... Well, since Cass. Sure, his semen had made Ms. McKinley cum, but he really doubted she was even starting to get into it after only six minutes. It was only his wish that had kept her from being totally unsatisfied. Getting back up in his seat, Ted looked at the notebook in front of him. Well, he knew what he was going to write. Taking a pen, he started writing. At first, it was an apology to Ms. McKinley, for firing off so quickly, and doing such a weak job of making sure she enjoyed it. Which then turned into a description of how he thought it was going to go when he had asked, and then progressed to what he'd like to do for a second round... By the end of class he had three pages of part-apology, part-full-contact-smut, part-proposition. He'd even described how he regretted not coming inside her to try and knock her up. He was starting to have second thoughts about it when the bell rang, and Ms. McKinley started calling for people to turn in their writing. With nothing else, Ted sighed, shouldered his bag, and walked up to the front of the room. He held the book out for her. "Eh, here, Ms. McKinley." Her face broke into a kind smile. "Please, Ted, call me Joan." "Uh, okay, Joan," Ted managed a smile back, what he hoped was a confident one. Turning to go, his eyes briefly swept the floor, and stopped. "Oh, uh, Joan?" He pointed. Her panties were still there on the floor where she'd dropped them. "Oh, thanks." She quickly walked over to them with her back to Ted, then suddenly tugged the hem of her dress upwards again, all the way up to her waist, before bending down to grab her panties and step into them before easing them back upwards, and letting her dress fall back to it's usual hanging position. She turned back to him, smiling differently, eyes half lidded, before going back to her desk to sit and prepare for the next class. Ted slowly and quietly walked out of the classroom, completely on autopilot as his eyes couldn't see anything but Joan flashing her bare naked ass at him again so casually. And he'd have to wait until lunch to fuck the hell out of a fifth grader... No, Three fifth graders! ***** 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. I do however, condone positive feedback, and encourage it. :) If you feel like sending me some feedback, you can reach me at zorlond AT yahoo DOT com.