The next one shot who's excited? I am! -squeal-! :D
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"Tucker?" A sweet voice filled the air. Jasmine Delia Fenton, currently 19 sighed trying to get the attention of the 17 year old tech wizard. Jasmine flipped her long strawberry orange hair over her pink baby tee. Her ice blue-green eyes sparked up in anger, feeling ignored, her hand went out and slapped Tucker. Poor Tucker, he was so shock at the sudden motion and fell out his chair. His glasses slid across her bedroom, his PDA threaten to fall out his back pocket. Jazz sat there, arms pushing up her C-cup sized breasts.
"Ugh Jazz! What the fuck was that for?" Tucker asked; his green eyes watched her as she stood up. His head tilted up to see Jazz bend over, her small yet perfectly round butt in his face.
"This is what you want isn't it?" Jazz asked in a husky tone.
"Want what Jazz?" Tucker asked as Jazz walk back to him.
"Me, my body, sex." Jazz answers before sitting in his lap. Tucker shudders as her tongue licks the back of his ear. Tucker groans before his hands reaches up to cup her breast.
"If you want to see more, take it off." Jazz moaned as Tucker fingers flick her nipples back and forth.
"Heavenly meat." Tucker groaned as Jazz allowed him to remove her top and bra. Tucker hands instantly grabs her breast and pull it into his mouth and sucks it harshly.
"Tucker," Jazz moaned, "Tucker, mmmmhhhmmmm, Tucker. Tucker. TUCKER. Tuuuccckkkeerrr!"
"Tucker Foley!" Jazz screamed. Tucker noticed she was fully clothed and red- faced.
"Whaa?" Tucker asked wiping a line of drool from his face. Jazz places his glasses gently on his face.
"We have to study Tuck, it's the grand test out of all the other test. All 12th graders have to take this in order to pass and get in the college of their dreams." Jazz eyes went hazy, "Like Yale or Harvard!"
"And why did I say yes to skip two grades? I've could've been hanging out with Danny and Sam." Tucker thought out loud, "I'ma hang with them later tonight."
"Well Danny is taking Sam on a date tonight. He's going to fly her to a new Veggie Place." Jazz said lifting up a big honors Language book.
"And he didn't tell me? His bestfriend since, well I dunno'… EVER!" Tucker asked.
"I guess he feel a bit more confident now." Jazz said laying on her pink bed spread, "Don't think you're unimportant because you are." Jazz's eye wander to the clock, "Hey, look it's midnight, go home and get some rest."
"Thanks Jazz." Tucker said packing up.
"Come here at noon tomorrow okay?" Jazz whispers walking him out her home.
"Okay then."
Tucker slowly walked up the first five steps. Anger detected over his dark skin and the scowled was a major give away. Tucker Foley was not his chipper techno-geek self. His fist balling and unballing, his left foot tap feverously on the ground and then he went full force banging on the door.
"OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" He screamed. Jazz finally open the door and sighed at Tucker's frustrations.
"I'm sorry Tucker; I was late answering the door. I just got out the shower." Jazz said clutching the icy blue towel around her small form. Her hair was still dripping and her legs were glossy.
"Whatever Jazz," Tucker said before sitting on the floor and playing with his PDA.
"What happen? Are you having psychological problems?" Jazz asked kneeling beside him carefully.
"Your brother blew me off for Sam. Then left me to fight Skulker. He was so busy being lovebirds with Sam to help. Sam helped me defeat Skulker though. Then Danny picked her up and flew off together!" Tucker said.
"Care to explain?" Jazz asked tilting her head to one said, letting her long hair fall over her shoulder.
"Fine. Danny called me when I was walking over here. He said he need back up with Skulker at the park. I get there and Danny is fighting Skulker and Sam was blasting him. So I used my wonderful PDA to get him to do cheerleader moves," Tucker snickered at the memory, "Anyway, using that time, Danny kissed Sam. He kissed her, tongue and everything. Skulker then blasts my second PDA. Shelia died Jazz. MY SHELIA, MY BABY MY PRECIOUS PDA!"
"Uh Tuck, sorry about Shelia but, what else happen?" Jazz asked trying not to roll her eyes.
"Oh yeah," Tucker said sheepishly, "So he was blasting me and he got my side," Tucker lift his shirt up to show the gash, "Sam heard me scream and helped me. She disinfected for me but Skulker kidnapped her. She captured him in the thermos and Danny took her to check for infections or wounds. Ignoring mine but I made a quick stop home and and got Jamie." Tucker said holding his beloved PDA and kissing the screen.
"Tucker this is IMPORTANT. You're wounded! Here, lemme handle that,"she left and return with a first aid kit and patched him up.
"Jazz that hurts." Tucker hissed eyes closed.
"I can make you feel better," Jazz groan in pleasure.
"How is that Jasmine?" Tucker asked, his hands beside her head holding him up and knees bent to keep him elevated.
"Give me your hand." Jazz said reaching up for his hand and slid it down in between her legs and under the towel. She gave him wicked smiled before inserting his finger into her. Jazz hips buckled, she pushed in his index finger further, shivering from pure pleasure and excitement.
"God Tucker," Jazz groan, "Your fingers of so long, so thick."
"Wanna feel my dick there instead?" Tucker asked licking her neck.
"Yeeeess." Jazz hissed out.
"I'll be right back." Jazz said rushing up the stairs.
"I really need to stop fantasting about my best friend's older sister. I wish Jazz was a freak and wanted to have sex with me." Tucker laughed, knowing it wasn't going to come true.
But he was wrong.
Right above him, Desiree smirked and whispered, "So you have wished it so shall it be."
Jazz walked into her room and started digging for some clothing. She paused, with a blank stare as red smoke circled her form before being sucked her into her eyes. her eyes turn red before flashing back to their original color. She smirk before opening the drawer and pulling out her outfit for today. A plan brewing within her brain.
...0.0.0
"Tucker," Jazz voice sung out,"Come up here."
"Alright I'm coming."Tucker said rushing toward the stairs. She was walking down them as he stopped and stared.
"J-J-Ja-Jazz?" Tucker asked once her saw her.
This not the Jasmine Delia Fenton we all know.
Tucker eyes memorize this red-hair goddess infornt of him, a small line of drool dribble its way down his chin. Her long, straight orange hair now curly and brushing her hips. Her bang hung infornt of her right eye, her perfectly shaped eyebrows led to a smokey eye shadow. He notice her lips look fuller and now painted christmas red. Her top was a deep square collar,skin tight, black top with light blue booty shorts. Tucker quickly tried to hide.
"Let's go," Jazz said walking up the stairs, Tucker eye soaked up the swaying of her hips as they walked.
"C'mon in Tucker," Her voice deep with unhidden lust as she opened her bed room door, "Lets study anatomy today." she move over so he could walk in.
Her hand brush gently against the fly of his pants. Tucker let out a girlish-squeal and Jazz giggled. Tucker quickly sat at her beige desk; he opened his book bag and pulled out his biology notebook and flipped to the desire page. Jazz laid on her bed with her notebook open and pulled out a pink sharpie and drew all over her notes giggling.
"Jazz why are you wearing that?" Tucker finally asked, "You usually don't wear stuff like that."
"It's the only clean thing I have left besides what's in that drawer beside you." Jazz said giggling.
"Mhm," Tucker said opening the drawer to find a sexy black lingerie bra is half laying out, "uh nice choice Jazz." Jazz started giggling again.
"Let's hurry up a study okay? I have special plans for later on." Jazz said giving Tucker lustful look before giggling again.
Tucker started reviewing his notes carefully, to soon hear her moaning, his eyes dashed in Jazz direction, sucking on her sharpie moaning and her arms under her breast pushing them up. Then Tucker remembered Jazz's bad habit of chewing on her pen when she's having a hard time with her homework. She was slightly sweaty as her nipples were pointing straight at Tucker. Tucker tried to avert his eyes on something less distracting. After a few minutes of this and thinking, he almost lost it when she gotten down on her knees next to him.
"Um Jazz?" Tucker asked.
"Yes?" Jazz purred.
"Why are you sitting with me and not over in your usual spot?" Tucker asked before she giggled again...
'Okay it's attractive now... No Tucker it's Jazz,' he thought.
"I think we can get more done, if we're looking at the same thing." Jazz replied.
"Impossible." Tucker said through his teeth, he can't take this! A sexy Jazz, who giggles every five minutes, wearing those tight clothing, do she know what she's going to him?
"Ah Tucker don't be like that."she said gently before rubbing his thigh close to her. Tucker squealed highpitched and jumped up, eyes wide and alert.
"Tucker, let's study my notes."Jazz said handing him her notebook
"I have my own notes Jazz."Tucker said looking at the pink hearts along her notes with J+T Forever written within them. Tucker stared at the hearts with his eyebrow raised, he held the notebook back to Jazz. Jazz flipped the book out of his hand which landed in the basket, between her bed and the wall.
"Silly me, let me get that notebook," Jazz asked before bending down her ass in the air in Tucker's face. She said groaning as she reached. Tucker soaked up the sight, licking his lips as she stood up. Beautiful, proud and sexy.
"I'm soo stiff, Tucker." Jazz groan before Tucker knew it, he was greeted by Jazz butt in his face, yet again. She was doing the downward down dog, she was on the floor on both hands, her butt high in the air, her legs smooth and straight. Tucker bit his lip as she lay down on the floor and started bicycling her legs wide in Tucker face, he saw a wet spot in-between her thighs.
'That is not sweat.' The thought said in the back of his mind. Jazz flipped over her laying on her stomach, the top of her frilly ice pink panties started showing as she stretch. Tucker stared at her beautiful legs and breast. She made petite hotter than thick.
'Why is she acting so weird? The giggling, her butt in my face, the thigh touching...'Tucker thought trying to piece everything together. His mind replayed on the way she was before and acting now.
"My wish," Tucker eyes widen in realization,"Desiree must have heard me!"
'Shit, shit shit... I'm in trouble. I'm in a whole bunch of fucking trouble. What if Jazz finds out and hate me? What if I let it happen and hurt Jazz? Worst of all, what if Danny finds out? I have two options here, one let it happen. Once it's over she'll forget it ever happen or two; find Desiree. Problem with option two I dunno' where to find her! I don't have the pen key to get in the lab and use the Fenton equiment. DAMN DAMN DAMN'Tucker thought.
"Tucker?" Jazz said after locking the door.
'Shit.' Tucker thought in anger
"Yes Jazz?" Tucker asked.
"Come on, I wanna finish studing." her voice sound a little annoyed but doesn't lose her sex vixen voice. Tucker now had a blank stare and wasn't watching her anymore. Rude. She got up and walked over to him; her small breast equal to Tucker's eyes level.
"Oh God." Tucker said his eyes wide and mouth open drooling yet again. Jazz swat down and plant her lips sweetly unto Tucker's.
"MMhhhmmm," Tucker moan in the kiss before removing himself, "no Jazz you're under Desiree's spell. You don't really feel this way."
"Tucker it isn't a spell. I've always felt this way about you." Jazz said softly before kissing him passionately on the lips. When she release his lips she watched his eyes bore into her's the capture on her breasts.
"Jazz you're under a spell," Tucker said before sitting in her desk chair.
"Yes, I know Desiree did something to me, as soon as I got out the shower, I saw red smoke. It's pretty easy to know what's happening, and hearing her grant a wish was a clue." Jazz said matter-of-factly.
"Then why are you so easily giving in? Jazz, goodness, she wants us to have sex for crying out loud. You're not ready!" Tucker screamed fist in the air.
"Because I like you, didn't we establish this already?" Jazz asked before walking toward him, "Do you even like me back?"
"Jazz, I always will but I won't take advance of you." Tucker said.
"You won't if I want it too." Jazz argued.
"But-" Tucker stopped his words short. If she wanted it as bad as he did, why is he holding back?
"Now," Jazz said pushing him off the chair onto the floor, "now sit back and enjoy yourself; I know I will."
Tucker eyes widen along with his mouth; he started shireving in unknown excitement before Jazz kissed him. Her long fingers wrap around his neck keeping him in place. He licked her top lip and nibble gently on her lower lip, forgeting the spell, he was lost in the wonder feeling and taste of Jasmine Fenton. Jazz opened her mouth making the kiss deeper and deeper. More passionate, more loving, more raw. Jazz looked at Tucker, seeing if he wanted to stop but the lustful look within his eyes told her to go on.
Forget the spell. He wanted this. He needed this.
Tucker watched as she removed her top to reveal a sexy ice blue lingerie bra. Her index finger found his collar and drawn designs on his shirt down to his pants. Her finger made a heart around the fly of his pants, which made a tent form. She giggled before unzipping his pants and pulled down his boxers, releasing him of his fabric blockage.
"Woah daddy," Jazz said, "did you wish for a big dick?" Tucker shook, no, his head blushing but proud.
Jazz fingers run gently up and down his length, fast then slow down. That was enough to see pre-cum on the head, she lower her head and sucked on a visible vain before licking her way up. Slowy licking circles on the head before sucking harshly on it, careful not to hurt him. Her hand gently squeezing his ball making him gasp. Groaning in bliss herself and Tucker moan from more antipatience.
"Tucker," Jazz moaned. She clumsily climbbed above Tucker. She spread her legs apart on her thighs, Tucker stared at her wet opening. Jazz slid his fingers in her. Using her own hand, Jazz slid his finger roughly in her, one by one. Tucker felt something sticky on his fingers, she finally pulled out the fingers she use, 3. Tucker look at the clear liquid sticking his finger together. He pulled his fingers apart and watch the thick substanceslowly roll down his hand. Jazz then inserted herself on Tucker and screamed in pain. Jazz eyes squeeze closed, he was big, almost too big for her body.
"Jazz, you're getting hurt. We should stop." Tucker said, voice huskey and laced with unleash emotions.
"Don't tell what to do Foley. If I want to fuck you on this floor than dammit I'ma do it!" Jazz got up and twist around so her butt was in his face, and the member close to her G-spot. Jazz lifted her legs up a bit to get the head in then slam her body on it groaning.
The sharp hit cause Jazz's body to jump up and scream in pleasure. Her hands on his knees to keep herself elevated, throwing her legs up near her own shoulders, only making herself able to be fuck deeper. Jazz breast bounce as she rode him, her walls clamping down on his member making it harder to move. The struggle of moving in and out of body became tiresome and sweaty. Tucker felt as if he was about to explode.
"Yeeeess." Jazz hissed out.
After a couple of hours of they stop and Tucker spilled his load on the floor. He lean down and kissed Jazz lips one more time before getting up.
"Where are you going? I'm ready for round two." Jazz groaned.
"I thought you'd never ask!" Tucker said smiling then leaning back down to kiss her swollen sex. Tucker then hovered over Jazz looked at him confused.
"You was on top last time," Tucker whispter slyly into her ear.
"Fair's fair." She giggled before laying on her back and lifting her arms above her head, giving him full access to her body. Tucker grin before kissing her face: forehead, nose, cheeks, longing kiss on her lips, her neck, her shoulders. Tucker started licking her chest right above her breast.
Tucker groan before cupping her breast and sucking on her nipple. His eyes flash back to the fantasty he had."Heavenly meat." Tucker groaned as Jazz allowed him to remove her top and bra. Tucker hands instantly grabs her breast and pull it into his mouth and sucks it harshly.
"Tucker," Jazz moaned, "Tucker, mmmmhhhmmmm, Tucker. Tucker. TUCKER. Tuuuccckkkeerrr!"
He blinked again and look at her. Not an inch of anger Jazz's face. Jazz was moaning in complete pleasure and squealing in complete happiness.
"Please keep going," Jazz groan before giggling,
"With pleasure," Tucker grinned.
He smiled and switch breast twirling the sore bud in between his fingers. From there, he kissed a patch down to her shorts. He remove them along with her underwear. His fingers play along near her enterance. Jazz groaned, being teased but she felt cool air blown on her sensative sex and closed her eyes squealing. Tucker on the other hand believe that he wasted to much time. He help wrap her legs around his waist, trying to level their hips and slowly slid within her. Tucker hand slapped Jazz's butt as he countine to pludge into small body. Tucker started to slide out until the head was getting soaked in her jucies. Tucker then slammed her petite form onto his hard member. He groaned, it was struggle to get the keep going, she's so tight. His movement's becoming sharper and harder making Jazz scream with a small movement. Soon she threw her legs on his shoulders and help Tucker go deeper in her. Jazz was tired after two hours and cumming on Tucker twice. Tucker spilled his seeds on the floor and some on her lips. Jazz licked her lips clean before fainting in exhaustion. Tucker smiled, and put his pants back on and sneaked out the door.
Jazz woke up the next morning, sleepinhg on th floor and her door locked. She couldn't help but feel unbelievablly happy. She notice her clothing and she stunk, she only smiled for some unknown reason. She sneaked out her room, beating her brother to the only bathroom in the house; she jumped into the shower and got ready for the newday. 'What happen yesterday?' she thought...
~At~School~
"Jazz?" Tucker ask nervously. Did she remember what happen? Did Danny find out? Do Jazz really like him?
"Yes Tucker?" She asked, a hint of flirting in her voice.
"W-w-well would you like to go out s-s-sometime? Like maybe the park, a movie, Nasty Burger..." Tucker asked.
"I love too, plus I've been waiting forever for you to ask." Jazz said, she gave him a quick hug then ran off with her friends.
"Tucker!" Danny scream runing out to him, "How was your day yeasterday?"
'Fun' Tucker thought.
"Same old same old." Tucker said.
"Whatcha doing tonight?" Danny asked flipping his bangs out his blue eyes.
"Studing your sister." Tucker said, with those three words he left, in a hurry.
"Studing my sister?" Danny asked as Sam walked up to him.
"Uh let's get to class Danny." Sam said pulling Danny along with her. She knew what studying Jazz meant, maybe she need to find Desiree...
I own nothing all belongs to Butch Hartman and the idea from Mr. Aanonymous
~Jaded Jimmie Production