AUTHOR	Unknown
DATE ADDED	10th August 2002
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STORY CODES	m/f, M/M, M/f, b/g, inc, fam, gay

"Oh no!" Bart thought to himself, "I've got to do something about Mrs.
Krabopple. I can't ask Lisa, she'll just make fun of me. I can't ask mom,
she'll think I'm twisted or something. I'll ask Homer!"

Bart went to Homer and asked him what to do, and Homer, lacking and sense of
intelligence responded:
"Tell her the truth."

That night, Bart went to Edna Krabopple's house in a suit and knocked on the
door.

"Oh great!" Edna thought sarcastically, "instead of having my dream man sent
to the door, my worst student comes."

"Bart," she said, "What do you want, and how in the world did you find out
where I live."

"Ummm, Mrs. Krabopple, I have some bad news for you."

"Did you break the fish bowl again, because if you did, you're gonna be in
detention for the rest of..."

"NO!" Bart cut in, "it is much more serious, and whatever you do, please
don't get mad, I thought it would be funny at first, and then I realized that
I made a big mistake."

"Alright Bart, what is it, what did you do?" Edna questioned.

"Well, you know all of those love letters you've gotten..."

"You know who my Woodrow is?" Edna interrupted with a burst of energy, "Who
is he, where is he, when can I finally meet him?"

Bart hesitated, in anticipation of a slap across the face. Then, he said:

"I'm Woodrow, I wrote the letters."

The young boy stood there, waiting for his teachers hand to hit him clear
across the face, but it never happened. Edna didn't move, and just looked
her student in the eyes. Then an evil grin crept onto Edna's face.

"You wrote the letters? I'm going to have to teach you a lesson young man.
Come with me."

"Uh oh," Bart thought as he walked behind his teacher into what appeared to
be her bedroom. "I'm about to get the biggest spanking of my life, aren't
I?"

"You could say that." his teacher slyly replied. "Sit on the bed Bart, I
want to explain something to you."

Bart did as he was told.

"My husband left me over ten years ago, and that was the last time that I
got any... Uhmmm I mean that was the last time I had... Uhmmm, that was the
last time I had a male companion. Because I have certain needs, I put an add
in the magazine to fill my needs. You, or Woodrow was the first descent,
reasonable man who responded, and I got very excited. I thought my needs
would be answered, and now, I am so horn... I mean needy, that your
punishment will be to help me solve my needs."

"What is it that you want me to do?" Bart asked.

"Well, Uhhhhh, Ummmmm..." Edna Krabopple never thought she would ask anyone
to do what she was about to ask Bart, let alone a student. And, she
certainly didn't know how to ask him. "Bart," she said, "we're gonna have...
Uhmmmm, lets see, when two people really like each other, they... No, that's
not what I want to say... Uhmmm well, you, uhhhmmmm, We're gonna fuck!"

"What?" Bart stammered. Being in fourth grade, he didn't know much about
sex, and he hadn't even started puberty, so he was totally lost.

"Don't worry," Edna said, "I'll take you through every step." With that, she
walked over to Bart, and immediately locked into a deep kiss.

Bart pushed away, saying:

"Ewwwww, that's disgusting"

But, Edna persisted and said:

"Trust me, you'll like it, and besides, this is part of your punishment."

Once again, the teacher pressed her lips against those of the eleven year old
and held. Soon, she opened her mouth and slipped her tongue into Bart's
mouth. He responded with the same action. They stayed like this for five or
six minutes, until Edna decided to move on to the next step. She broke the
kiss, took off her shirt, and unclasped her bra. Although not huge, her
breasts were perfectly shaped, and Bart was overcome.

"Wow!" the boy said as he stared at her beautiful globules. It was his
first exposure to breasts, and he immediately started to kiss, caress, and
play with them. Edna leaned her head back and moaned. Bart, wanting to take
some initiative, took off his shirt, and while doing so, realized a strange
feeling. His penis felt like it was getting bigger. Bart had an irregularly
large pre-pubescent dick. At three inches soft, Bart thought that was as big
as it got. He knew that his member was big because at school, in the
bathroom, he often caught a quick flash of another boy's dick, and one inch
is a lot smaller than three inches.

While Edna impatiently awaited her young lover, Bart wanted to investigate.
He pulled down his pants, and pulled the semi-hard dick out of his boxers.

"Holy shit!" Bart yelled, "It grew an inch!"

"Don't have a cow," Edna joked, "and besides, it'll grow more than that."

Bart looked over and realized that while he was stripping, his teacher had
done the same. For the first time in his life, Bart looked over at his
teacher and had the sudden urge to do something, but he didn't know what that
something was.

"Come over here." Edna pleaded, and then grabbed the boy's dick. Quickly,
she slipped it into her mouth, and began to suck like she never sucked
before. At first, Bart was repulsed, but soon, he realized that this felt
amazingly good. The more she sucked, the bigger it grew, and Finally, after
five minutes of the most intense blow job ever, Bart's dick was at a whopping
five and a half inches. "Okay, now you're ready," said Edna to her student.
She guided his dick to the entrance of her pussy. "Do you know what to do,
because if you don't it's real easy, I'll tell you." Bart looked to the
ground, quite embarrassed. "Alright, all you have to do is pump that rod of
yours into my pussy, then pull back some, then back in... In, out, in, out,
etc. Do you get the general idea?" Bart nodded. "Good, now when I start
screaming, whatever you do, don't stop, go faster!!! And, unless I'm
screaming, pull out if you feel like some stuff is about to come out of your
penis. If I'm screaming, forget about it and keep on going. By the way, this
may take a while, don't give up to early, the end experience is well worth
the wait."

Bart nodded and eased his way into her love box. A slight moan escaped
Edna's lips. Then, Bart climbed on top of her, his head only reaching her
boob. Slowly, he began to pump, in and out.

"If you want to be done before next week, I'd go a little faster." Edna
complained.

The boy's pace became faster and faster. Soon he was pumping in and out as
fast as he could, in anticipation of the great feeling he was promised.
Then, it happened. Bart's fourth grade teacher let out a scream. Her body
started to violently shake and Bart knew he had to keep on going, and get
even faster. His teacher's body then went rigid and Bart felt a strange
feeling in his dick.

"Uh oh." Bart thought, "she's screaming and I'm about to have that feeling
she told me about." The boy pumped as hard as he could. Beads of sweat
dripped from the two bodies. Edna screamed as Bart grunted. Then, Bart, for
the first time, had an orgasm, and couldn't believe how good it felt. It
almost hurt, it felt so good.

"Oooohhhh Bart, that was excellent!" the lustful teacher moaned. "You learn
quickly, I think your grade just went from an "F" to an "A."

"Thank you Mrs. Krabopple, that was awesome!"

"C'mon Bart, I'll give you a ride home."

"Actually, my parents think I'm sleeping over at Millhouse's tonight, I'll
just call him, tell him that I got grounded, and I'll stay here, for some
more fun."

That night, Bart and his teacher fucked for hours. Over and over, Bart
emptied his little ball sack into Mrs. Krabopple. In one night, his grade
went from a "D" to an "A."

The Simpsons Episode II: Bart Extends His New Knowledge

Bart woke up in a good mood. He knew he had to get home by eleven o'clock,
and it was only nine thirty now. His mother thought he was at Millhouse's
all night. Oh how little she knew. Bart looked over and noticed Edna
Krabopple quietly sleeping on her stomach in the nude.

"I know just how to wake her up." Bart thought to himself. He took his
already rock hard dick and quickly shoved up her ass.

"Unngh" Edna moaned, but remained asleep. Bart started pumping his member
up and down in her ass, slowly at first, but increasing his speed as he went.
Soon Edna, as if by instinct in her sleep, started moving to match the
little boy's actions.

"Oh Bart," Edna moaned, "Faster!"

"Bart, wake up, it's time for school." yelled Marge as she raced up the
stairs.

"Shit!" Bart thought to himself, "I'm almost done." "One more minute," he
called back. The erotic event which took place Friday night was still
fulfilling Bart's need for something to think about during masturbation.

"You don't have one more min uhh uhmmm..." Marge stammered as she forced
open Bart's door. She never expected to see this, at least not this early.
Marge witnessed her little boy's penis eject loads of cum.

"Mo-om!!!! Close the door!!!!! Don't you knock???!!?!?!?"

"I'm sorry," she said, and walked out of the room.

A million questions ran through Marge's mind: "How could it be. Bart is
only in fourth grade. I just don't understand. Maybe I should just pretend I
never saw anything. Maybe I should talk to Homer. On second thought, I
probably shouldn't talk to Homer. I have to talk to him. I have to explain
to him something. Oh I don't know what to do. I guess I should keep him
home from school today, and tell him about uhhmmm relationships."

Bart was so embarrassed that he never came down. Marge told Lisa that Bart
was sick and wasn't going to school today. Homer was at work and Maggie was
taking a nap. Marge went up to Bart's room. She knocked on the door, and
heard a quiet "Come in."

Bart looked over to his clock and said oh sh.. I mean shoot, I have to go to
school. "He thought I can't wait to see Mrs. Krabopple! Oh wait a minute,
she wasn't in school yesterday or Monday, and they already told us she was
gonna be out for the rest of the week. Damn!"

"I don't want to talk to you." Bart whined and lied down on his bed. He
started to shiver and Marge reached to put the sheet over him. But where she
grabbed was wet with what must have been cum, so she quickly moved her hand
to another spot, which was also wet. Then she found a dry spot and bent over
to tuck her not-so-little boy in. As she did, Bart was treated to a long
look at his own mother's cleavage. Marge noticed where he was staring and
quickly stood up. She sat down on a chair across the room and noticed now
Bart was staring up the bottom of her dress. She crossed her legs and
thought about what she was going to say.

"Honey, uhhmmm, I didn't think we would have this talk for a while, but I gue
ss now is as good a time as ever. When a young boy grows up..."

"I know Mom," Bart interrupted, "I don't need to have this talk, and would
you leave my room please, I have to do something." Bart's dick had started to
harden. He had never thought of his mom as anything more but his mom, but
now, he thought about her in a different way.

"No Bart," Marge said, "we have to have this talk now." With that she got up
and sat down next to her son on the bed. Marge started to pat Bart on the
stomach to comfort him, but missed and hit the ever growing tent in the
sheets.

"OUCHHHHH!!!" Bart cried. "Why in the hell did you do that!!!" A few silent
moments went by as Marge arranged her thoughts. But, before she said
anything, Bart said, "Oh, I think I know why," and he started to reach for
his dick.

"No Bart, that's not it at all," Marge protested, but it was too late. As
her little boy took out his dick, she gasped.

"Mom, I understand how you feel, I realize that Homer's probably not uhmmmm
adequate." With that, Bart grabbed his mother's hand, and although she
resisted, he squeezed it around his little member. "Ohhhhh, that feels good
Mom, keep doing it," and Bart let go of her hand. Surprising both herself
and Bart, Marge kept on doing it. Bart reached over to his nightstand and
grabbed the pocket knife. He slit her dress all the way around, leaving his
mother in just panties and a bra. Then Bart pulled Marge's head down to his
dick, and she started to suck. Her hair tickled his chin in a most sensuous
way as she blew her little boy. Bart took the knife and shredded his
mother's bra, and let her breasts hang free. He reached down and began to
fondle them. He rubbed and squeezed in time with her sucking and blowing.
Then Bart wanted more. All in one movement, he flipped Marge over, ripped
off her panties and started pounding into her. In five minutes of hot sweaty
sex, Bart came. He screamed, as did Marge. Then they lay back, naked, and
sweaty, resting, waiting for more.

The door opened and Homer said "I forgot my lunch, and then I heard
screaming and OH MY GOD!!! MARGE, HOW COULD YOU!!!"

Simpsons Episode III: Homer Gets in on the Action

Marge was so embarresed. Not only had Homer caught her cheating on him, but
he caught her cheating on him with their own son. Evidently Bart wasn't even
phased by Homer's arrival because he was still pumping.

"So, Homer," Bart said in between breaths, "How does it feel to know that
because you can't satisfy your wife, she has to go to her son." Then Bart
started grunting as he rushed in and out of his mother.

Marge wanted Bart to stop but she couldn't bring herself to make him, she
was on the verge of an orgasm and couldn't just stop. That would be torture!

"C'mon brain, think!" Homer thought to himself. "Uhmmm, this wasn't in the
job description, catch ya later!" his brain said back to him. "Uh oh, what
should I do!" Homer thought, "I'll just use some of my Dad's advice, that
always used to work when I was a kid!!! Uhmmmmmm, he said uhhhmm 'If you
can't beat em, join em!"

Homer jumped over to the bed and started to strip. Both Bart and Marge stopp
ed in confucion.

"What are you doing?" Bart said, and Homer replied "If you can't beat em,
join em!" With that, Homer whipped out his little penis and got ready to slip
it into Marge's asshole. She had never let him take her up the ass before,
but this was hardly a time for her to object. Hee hee hee. With that, Homer
shoved his dick into Marge's ass, without lubrication!

At first, Marge feared intense pain, but she quickly realized that there was
none. She had laid turds bigger than his dick! Then Marge realized
something else. She liked the double pummel action. In fact, she loved it.
In fact, she was about to cum!!!

"Ohhhhhhhh Home-ee!" Marge growled. "And my special special special little
boy, or should I say man!" Then Marge reached the most intense orgasm of her
life. Her muscles clamped down on the two dicks inside of her, squeezing
them to a point of intense pain, and then the two men inside of her began to
cum, each shooting spurt after spurt into her.

The three of them, all exhausted, lay back onto Bart's bed, sweaty and
completely naked. Then, Homer fell off, and yelled "Doh."

Little did the three Simpsons know, the Flander's children, Ted and Todd,
were home from school with the chicken pox. They couldn't believe what they
saw through the window.

"What were they doing?" Ted asked Todd.

"I don't know, maybe they were wrestling." replied Todd.

"That couldn't be, wrestling is all planned out in advance, and therefore,
wrestlers lie to the public. Our neighbors couldn't be sinners! Besides,
they had no clothes on!" Said Ted

"Well," Todd reasoned, "They looked like they were having fun, do you want
to do what they were doing?"

Ted quickly replied "Sure, I want to take these pants of anyways, something
is wrong with my penis, it's all hard for some reason."

"Mine too. I wonder why." Todd said.

With that, the two young boys removed their clothing and Ted got behind
Todd. He slowly, cautiously inched his dick towards Todd's rectum. He
pushed in a little, but Todd clenched up immediately.

"Oww, why did you do that?" yelped Ted, complaing about the pain in his
dick.

"I didn't mean to, it was an accident!"

Ted continued to push, waiting every few seconds for Todd to relax.
Finnally, Ted was all the way inside.

"Now what?" he questioned his brother Todd.

"You're supposed to push back and forth I think."

So, Todd began to thrust, in and out, slowly but surely. But, little did
they know, the three sex-craved Simpsons were watching them just as they had
watched the Simpsons.

"Oh my God," Bart said as he shook his head in disbelief, "who would have
thought those to were sinners."

"I think maybe they saw us, and they don't know what they're doing." Marge
replied.

"Doh!" Homer yelled, "Even God-boy's kids' dicks are bigger than mine!"

"I've got a great idea." said Bart, and he went to get the video camera that
Homer had "borrowed" from the Flanders. "This will make a great blackmail
tape." Bart thought.

Meanwhile, Ted's pace had quickened, and he soon felt a strange feeling in
his penis.

"Oh ohhh oh ohhhhhhhhh!" Ted screamed when all of a sudden, he felt the
greatest feeling he had ever felt in his life.

"What are you doing?" Todd cried, "Why are you peeing in my bottom?"

"That wasn't pee, I don't know what it was, but you have to try this, it
feels great." The two young boys switched positions. Todd now inched his way
into Ted's ass.

Bart said to himself, "This is great." His parents had slipped away to
discuss the events, and he was taping the funniest gay sex in the world.
Then he saw the door open in Ted and Todd's room. The two boys jumped right
into bed, just before their mother saw anything. "Damn," Bart thought, "that
encounter would have been hilarious!"

Simpsons Episode IV: Blackmail and a Bimbo

"Rod, Todd, how are you two doing? Did you say your mid-morning prayers?"
asked Mrs. Flanders.

"Yes mother," the two boys replied angelically to their mother. With that,
Maud left the room. "God," she thought, "why do they have to be such dorks?"

In actuality, Maud did not like the devotion to God that her husband and
kids had. She just put on that facade so she could marry Ned. When she
moved to Springfield, no one would talk to her. She needed a good
reputation, and the quickest way to get that was to marry the holiest man in
town, Ned Flanders. The whole thing was a mistake because Maud was a very
horny woman, and in their entire marriage, Ned and Maud had sex twice, just
for Rod and Todd, and even that was a challenge. She had to explain to Ned
that his offspring could carry-on his good-doing. Unfortunately, they had.

"Well, thank God for the old dildo and vibrator collection!" Maud said a
little louder than she intended to. She went to her room to satisfy her
needs.

"Okay," said Todd, "She's gone." The to boy resumed their buttfucking, this
time though, there were loud smacking noises and pops as they thrusted back
and forth.

"Perfect," though Bart as he videotaped with one hand and spanked off with
the other.

Todd finally came with the same exuberance as Rod. "Wow, you were right,
that does feel good."

At that very moment, Maud came with a powerful orgasm. Her body spurted
juices as she unsuccessfully tried to muffle her screams. The boys didn't
hear though, because of their own screams.

The next day, Bart walked over to the Flanders' house with the video tape.
Rod and Todd were home alone. Bart told Rod that he had to show them
something. He put the video tape in the VCR, and pressed play. The scene
was perfect, Rod and Todd both grunting, and fucking.

"What are you gonna do with that?" questioned Todd.

"Well if you don't do what I say, I'm gonna show it to your parents, and you
know they'll be mad, this is incest, and that's a sin."

The two boys looked horrified. "We'll do whatever you want, we promise."

Bart was delighted. "Okay, Your father's away on some Leftorium Business
trip next week, right?" The boys nodded their heads. "Good. On Monday, you
two have to tie your mother down to her bed, naked, and watch me as I rape
her. If I'm in a good mood, I'll let you have a shot at her too."

Rod and Todd were about to protest when Bart reminded them of the tape.
"We'll do it," they said glumly.

On that Monday, after Ned had left for his Business trip, the two boy
conspired on how to carry off this plan of Bart's. They decided that they
would offer their mother a drink of lemonade (she loves lemonade), but they
would put lots of their Dad's "calm-down" pills. (Ned has to take valium
every morning, or he goes into spasms, rattling off religious chants and
phrases) After that, Maud would probably fall asleep. Then the two of them
would drag Maud over to the bed, and tie her up. So, the two boys carried out
their plan and it worked perfectly. But, by one pm, Maud woke up, and Bart
wasn't due over until three. She started screaming out for help, and Rod and
Todd didn't know what to do. Finally, they went over to her and gave her a
glass of lemonade mixed with just a few more pills in it, and Maud dozed back
off.

Bart arrived at three, but Maud was still asleep. He told the two boys to
sit down in the chairs, so they could watch the whole scene. Then he went
over to Maud and stared at her breasts.

"Wow, those are big, what size bra is she?" Bart asked.

"What's a bra?" replied the two boys.

Bart went over to the pile of clothes, and found the bra. "38 D, that is
huge, I can't wait. With that, he began to suck on the large, dark nipples.
First one, then the other. Maud finally began to stir, and opened her mouth
to cover it. Bart had already planned for this to happen, and quickly
covered her mouth with his and embraced in a passionate kiss.

Bart quickly took hi mouth off of hers and replaced it with his hand. "If
you don't scream, will both enjoy this more, and if you do, this will be a
lot worse than it could be," Bart said.

Slowly, the boy began to remove his hand from the woman's mouth. She kept
quiet. Maud thought to herself, "I really should be resisting, but the boy is
willing to fuck me and I really need it. I'm sick of plastic toys, I don't
care what Ned thinks."

"Good girl," Bart said, "now lets get started." Bart smiled and thought
"Thank God nobody noticed when I put the video camera down on the bed table,
turned on! This'll be even better for blackmail."

Bart slowly entered his neighbor. In and out, slowly working his neighbor
toward an orgasm. Surprisingly, Maud put up no resistance. Bart thought to
himself, "Ned must not be servicing the wife, hee hee hee."

"Oh Bart, God Bart, you are God, Oh yes, I'm gonna cum, Ahhhhhhh!" And boy
did she cum! Her juices spurted all over the bed. Bart hadn't cum yet
though, so he shoved his dick into her mouth and demanded her to suck him
dry. After five minutes of intense sucking, Bart came, and filled her mouth.
Thank you Mrs. Flanders. With that, Bart got up started to walk away and
said, "She's all yours boys," and he left.

Simpsons Episode V: Homer Gets Revenge

"Marge, how could you do that? You committed incest!" Homer whined.

"Well," Marge reasoned, "it was an accident. You see, he kind of thought
that I was coming on to him and I well uhhmmmmm." And she sighed in that way
that only Marge can.

Homer thought to himself: "She gets to have sex with a young boy, whose
youth and energy are far beyond mine. I can tell that she really enjoyed
that fuck, and I don't think I can match it. But, I'll have my revenge!"

"Home-ee, are you okay, I don't think I ever seen you think that hard."

"Very funny Marge, we'll see who has the last laugh!" And Homer got up and
left.

Meanwhile, Bart had just left the Flanders' house after three hours of
passionate sex. And, the video camera was about to capture some more. He
left it on the bed table, taping Rod and Todd fuck their mother. Of course,
they didn't know they were doing anything bad, and she was too horny to
protest.

In the bedroom, the lights were off, the windows were open, but it was
twilight outside... Naughty time! Rod said to his mother, in his sweetest
voice, "Mother dear, I want to put my penis in that hairy thing of yours,
just like Bart did. He seemed to enjoy himself, and I think I will too.
Maud spread her legs, exposing more her large brown patch of fur. No thought
of doubt ever entered her mind. She didn't care that these were her
children, she didn't care that they were too young, she didn't care that she
was married, she wanted more passionate sex, and she was going to get it, no
matter what it took.

Unfortunately, the two young boys had no idea what to do. After all, they
didn't have a mentor like Bart did (see Simpsons Episode I: Bart and an Older
Woman). Rod jumped onto his mother, stuck his little erect dick into his
mother, and started bouncing around. "How could he be so stupid?" thought
Maud. Rod was bouncing his arms, he was bouncing his head, he was bouncing
his chest, he was bouncing he legs, he was bouncing everything except his
dick. His three incher, which in no way filled Maud, was completely
stationary.

"Honey," complained Maud, "you're doing it all wrong. Untie me and I'll
teach you two how to help mommy enjoy herself."

Back at the Simpson home, it was seven thirty, Marge took Maggie with her to
go shopping, Bart was spanking off in his room and Lisa was practicing the
saxophone. Homer had the downstairs all to himself. He began to set up his
revenge. He began by closing the curtains, and turning the lights down low.
Then he turned on some "smooth guy" music. Then he walked over to the couch
but tripped over the rug and fell flat on his face. "Doh!" After that he
folded out the couch into a bed. Homer walked up the stairs and gently
knocked on his daughters door.

"What is it Dad!" Lisa moaned angrily. She hated being interrupted while
playing the sax. Even Bart had the common courtesy not to do that. But the
real reason she loved the sax wasn't for the music. She figured out, when
she first started playing, that if you turn the bottom part of the instrument
around, and place it right on your pussy, the vibrations were ecstacy.

"Uhmm, Honey, Lisa, I've got a surprise for you downstairs. Could I
interrupt you for a moment so you could come see it?"

"Can't it wait Dad?" mumbled Lisa. "Geez," she thought, "I'm just about to
explode!!!"

"No honey, you've got to see this right now, before Mom gets home." Homer
replied in his nicest fatherly voice.

"Oh my God, you got me a pony without asking Mom, and you want me to become
attached to it before she gets home, so we don't have to return it!" screamed
Lisa at the top of her lungs, all in one breath. With that, she burst out of
her room, and hugged her Dad.

"Uhmm, no honey, that's not it."

"What else could it be?" asked Lisa

And to that, Homer replied "It's the best feeling you'll ever feel in
your life, come downstairs right now." Homer grabbed his daughter, and
rushed downstairs. He threw her on the sofa bed and said, "Okay, I want to
show you something." Homer wasn't a very romantic guy, but he was doing his
best. He reached down his pants and pulled out his unusually small dick, for
a grown man anyway. At three and a half inches hard, he was pretty
embarrassed about it. He never used public bathrooms, and never ever changed
in a locker room. But, his daughter had never seen a dick before, and to
her, it was enormous (or so he thought). Then, Homer completely stripped.
He sat down next to her on the bed and thought for a while.

"We are going to do some stuff that you are going to enjoy a lot, just trust
me." Lisa however just sat there wide-eyed, trying to comprehend the
situation. Then Homer said it, "Lisa, take off your clothes, we're going to
fuck."

At that very moment, a Maud Flanders was riding Rod. Behind her, up her
ass, was Todd, who was pumping in and out like a little piston. Then, all of
a sudden, Maud stopped. Beads of sweat dripped down her glistening body.
Rod and Todd frowned at her in disappointment. Their faces seemed to say
"What is the problem." The problem was that neither of them were reaching
into her enough. Quickly, she took Rod's sweaty, hairless ballsack, and
stuck that in her pussy too. Then the threesome continued their fuck-fest.
Liquids spurted out everywhere, their sweat had made a damp spot on the bed,
and just before all three of them were about to come to a smashing orgasm,
they heard a whistle.

"Howdilly Doodilly family, I'm back early! Now gee gosh golly, where are
you three?" Maud, Rod, and Todd jumped up, dried themselves off, threw on
some clothes and rushed down to meet Ned.

Ned exclaimed, "Ted, Todd, why are you two out of breath, and Maud, your
hair, it looks uhmmm..."

"Disheveled?" Maud said, finishing his sentence.

"Yeah, why?" Ned questioned.

Rod started,"Well Mommy and me and Todd we were all..."

"Taking a jog, yeah, and that's why we're all out of breath." Maud cut in.

"Well, good for you! By the way, Maud, I've got a special surprise for you!"

Meanwhile, at the Simpsons household, Lisa's mouth was wrapped around
Homer's cock, sucking as hard as her little lungs let her. Of course, she
wasn't very good, or very neat, but to Homer, it felt great. He reached down
and placed his hand over her hairless little pussy. First, he stuck a finger
in and played around a little, then another finger, then another, until Lisa
could barely breath due to the excitement.

"Lye down," Homer commanded. "Now, spread your knees apart," and Lisa
complied. Her hands were behind her back, her feet were together, a smile
was on her face, and her vertical smile was completely exposed. He opened it
a little, with his fingers, and said to her, "This is going to hurt quite a
bit, but once the pain is gone, it will be pure enjoyment."

Homer positioned his dick at her entrance. He slowly pushed in, and reached
her cherry. "Ready honey?" he warned, and she nodded. Then Homer pulled
back and forcefully slammed into his little daughter.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Lisa screamed in shear pain. But Homer kept on pumping.
"Honey, calm down, you'll be okay," Homer panted between breathes. But Lisa
continued to scream. Homer couldn't stop though. Even if he could, he
wouldn't want to stop. He hadn't ever broken in a virgin, and hadn't ever
fucked a girl so tight. It even was tighter than Marge's ass! Lisa's
screams kept up, but they were slowly transforming from screams of pain to
screams of passion. The two of them therm were grunting like pigs. Lisa
began to lift her pelvis in order to meet her father in thrust. She wanted
more in her, she needed more meat in her, her pussy was itching deep, and she
needed more.

Finally, she came, and her milking action induced Homer to cum as well.
They heard the car door close, so they quickly folded up the sofa-bed, put
on their clothes and turned on the tv. Marge and Maggie walked in, knowing in
full what had gone on. In actuality, Marge never left the house, she just
watched through the crack between the curtains the entire event.

Simpsons Episode VI: Convincing the Wife

"Well, it's 7:30, time for bed kids," Ned Flanders happily said. Maud
rolled her eyes. The two young boys quietly complained, but Ned interrupted,
"If you want Bible stories, get ready for bed now," and the two boys ran off,
in hopes that they would get extra Bible stories. Once again, Maud rolled her
eyes. As the boys brushed their teeth, Ned began to whisper to his wife:
"I've been thinking, and I'd like to treat you to some fun didly un tonight,
if you know what I mean."

"Oh oh," Maud thought, "I'm worn out, I don't know if I can take another
ramming." The truth was that although Ned rarely had sex (only two times in
his life), he had a huge cock. Ten inches should never go to waste! The most
unusual part however, was it's amazing girth. The unused penis was at least
the thickness of his leg when it was hard.

Ned went up to read his children Bible stories. While he was gone, Maud's
mind raced, trying to figure out a way to convince Ned not to have sex. She'd
never had to do this before!

Meanwhile, back at the Simpson household, Marge and Homer were in a vicious
argument. Marge had just caught Homer "breaking in" their daughter. Homer
claimed, "If you can do it, so can I!" [See Simpsons Episode II]

Marge quickly retorted: "That was different, it was an accident, and
besides, two wrongs don't make a right!"

Then, Homer shouted, "DOH!" because he knew he had been beaten. As always,
Marge won the argument because Homer wasn't so smart. But, the strange
silence was broken when they heard their dog, Santa's Little Helper yelp.

The two angry adults ran into the kitchen, and found a scene which can only
be described as bizarre. Maggie had evidently lost her pacifier, and for a
replacement, used the dogs big red pecker. Homer and Marge stood in awe.
With so much sucking practice, Maggie quickly induced Santa's Little Helper's
orgasm. Homer and Marge watched their baby daughter guzzle down spurt after
spurt of dog cum.

Homer broke the silence: "I want some of that!" Marge instantly feared that
her husband would devirginize this daughter as well, and screamed out "No!"
But, it was too late. Homer ran over to Maggie and quickly picked her up.
Surprisingly though, Homer put her down and planted his lips around the
dog's dick. He sucked ferociously, but the mutt wouldn't produce any more
magic juice. "Doh!" Homer screamed, and then said " His schlong's bigger
than mine too! Doh!"

Marge asked in absurdity, "Homer what was all that about?"

"I read in a book that doggie cum is good for you."

"What book?"

In embarrassment, Homer replied, "I think it was called the '100 Most Stupid
Things Ever Said.' Doh!"

Back at the Flanders's house, Maud was avoiding the subject of sex. How
could she refuse him, she had been begging for months now. Ned at about
eight thirty said, "Honey, I'm very sorry that I had to go away, and I want
to repay you with something you've been asking for, for months now, and we
better start soon because our bed time is in half an hour.

That's another thing. Ned Flanders imposed a bed time on himself and his
wife. 9:00 pm, and that was only on weekends! Anyway, Maud started to worry,
she didn't want to have to go through with this, her pussy ached from the
earlier ramming.

Ned began again, "So, as a present, I've decided to do something for you
that I know you'll love."

Maud thought again, "Why now, why not any other night?"

"C'mon upstairs honey, we're gonna have a great time!" Maud slowly inched up
the stairs. When they finally got to the bedroom, she noticed that the
lights were dim, the bed was made, and there were flowers everywhere. (How
did he have time to do this?)

Ned, while holding something behind his back, said in a very seductive
voice, "Maud, I have a special treat here, do you want to see it?"

Apathetically, Maud replied, "Whatever."

With that, Ned whipped out a pint of Ben and Jerry's and said, "Surprise, I
know that you wanted some ice cream, and I thought we'd make it a special
treat in bed. I couldn't figure out why you were so unhappy to find out what
the surprise was though."

Relieved, yet a little disappointed in that Ned wasn't planning to have sex,
Maud replied with a grin, "Oh sorry dear, I was tired, this is a great
present, thank you so very much!"

Back at the Simpson's household, Homer and Marge were talking.

"Homer, not only was that disgusting, but it was also stupid, what were you
thinking?" Homer started to say something, but trailed off. Marge, deciding
that Homer had enough verbal bashing for the night, changed the subject.
"Home-ie, I was thinking, we have to have a talk, you and I and the kids
about sex. We can't let them go around talking about sex with their parents,
we'll get arrested."

"Great," Homer replied, "that's so good of you to talk to the kids!"

"Homer, we will both talk to them, and it has to be done right now, lets go
up there and have a chat. First you talk to Bart and Ill talk to Lisa, then
we'll join, and have a family talk, without Maggie of course."

"Oh okay." said Homer, and with that, the two parents went upstairs to talk
to their children. When Homer opened the door to Bart's room though, he
could not believe what he saw!

Simpsons Episode VII: What To Do With The Children

Homer quickly shuddered as he took survey of the scene he saw in Bart's
room. In one hand was his engorged dick. Bart grunted as he pistoned his
hand up and down his cock, sometimes stopping to spit on it for lubrication,
and sometimes stopping to squeeze his hairless balls. In the boy's other hand
was a piece of computer paper with a picture of two people fucking on it.
The two lovers caught on camera appeared to be an office, the woman was
young and beautiful, and the man was quite old and weak looking. That was
all he could discern from his distance though. Then Homer noticed that Bart
wasn't only looking at the picture, but often turned his head to peer through
a hole in the wall. (Where'd that come from?)

Homer felt like he should do something, but couldn't bring himself to put an
end to this twisted show. Homer noticed that his own schlong was slowly
growing. The fat man thought to himself, "I can't be turned on by this, it's
my own kid, and he's a boy! This doesn't mean that I'm gay, does it?"

His thoughts were interrupted by a moan. Bart's body went rigid, and Homer
saw his cock pulsate, and then erupt in a geyser of cum. Bart had a cup which
he used to catch every drop of spunk in. Homer thought that was to prevent a
gooey mess, but was quickly proven wrong. The boy brought the glass up to
his lips, and slowly sipped every last drop of his cum. Homer, forgetting
himself, loudly said "Ewwww!"

Bart jumped a foot due to the scare. "What the hell are you doing Homer?
Are you some kind of sicko?"

"Uhmm, no. I came up here to have a little talk with you about some of
your... recent activities. What are you doing with that picture? Where'd you
get it?" Homer really didn't know what to say, so he just questioned Bart.

"None of your god-damn business Homer!" With that, Homer angrily grabbed
Bart's neck and demanded an answer. In fear, Bart managed to reply, "the
internet." Homer grabbed the picture and put it in his pocket, "I can use
this later!" he thought. Then he pushed Bart aside to see what was so
interesting in the next room through the hole. As he peered in, Homer saw
Marge sitting on Lisa's bed, talking. She was talking to Lisa, just like he
was supposed to talk to Bart.

All in one breath, "Bart, son, we have to talk. You should not expect to,
you know, get lucky, with every girl you meet. You shouldn't be having sex
with anyone yet. Good talking to you, bye!" Homer quickly left the room for
Bart to contemplate.

While all of this was going on, Marge was talking to Lisa. When Marge
entered her middle child's room, she found a highly provocative scene. In
ecstacy, Lisa was forcing a big fat ten inch plastic cock into her little
pussy. She had no way of fitting all of it into her love channel, but she
tried anyway. Quickly, the second grader would jam the schlong in and out,
and then pause. Lisa repeated this several times, each ending in a short,
soft moan. Then, Marge noticed something. That sex toy was her own! She had
bought it because Homer never finished the job. After three minutes of
sloppy sex with Homer's puny, unfulfilling dick, her best friend, Mr. Ten
Inch was always there to satisfy her.

Without thinking, Marge quickly stammered, "Lisa, where'd you get that?"
Lisa froze and stared at her mother in silence. Finally, she said, "Don't
you knock?" This was the second time this week that Marge had heard that
phrase. This was the second time this week she had walked in on one of her
children masturbating.

Marge sat on the bed next to her unfulfilled, lustful daughter. They looked
at each other sharply; Marge was mad because her secret had been found, and
Lisa was angry because she hadn't cum yet. After a few minutes of sitting in
silence, Lisa gained enough courage to utter, "Mom, could you leave the room,
I kind of need to finish this." and she pointed to the big yellow dick
sticking out of her cunt.

Surprising both herself and Lisa, Marge replied, "Honey if your going to do
that, you have to learn how to do it right, you're going about it all wrong."
Another silence came about. Neither Marge nor Lisa, in their wildest dreams,
ever expected that to come out of the forty year old woman's mouth. As Marge
reached out to grab "The Pummeler," that's what the brand was anyway, she saw
a hole in the wall, and an eye slowly coming toward the hole. She quickly
stopped and started giving a lecture she had practiced in her mind. Homer
couldn't know that she was doing what she had told him that he couldn't do.

When the eye finally left, Marge reached for the dick and slowly started to
push it in and pull it back out of Lisa's little pussy. Long, deep moans
emerged from the young girl's mouth. As Lisa built up toward orgasm, Marge
felt slightly turned on as well. "What the hell?" she thought, and began to
rub her lips, in order to release the juice and fulfill her growing need for
an orgasm. Lisa was shivering with every thrust, and smiling with every
withdrawal. In her ecstacy, she didn't even realize her surroundings. She
pulled at her nipple, then flicked her clit, then humped the cock
ferociously, and loved every minute of it.

Very soon, Lisa's body went stiff. The contractions in her love tube were
strong, and tried to squeeze cum out of the fake dick. She screamed in sheer
pleasure, and cried for more. But, Marge promptly pulled it out, and told
Lisa never to have sex until she was married, and ran down to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Homer was in the bedroom kicking things over and punching the
wall. At a closer look, the picture he confiscated from Bart was of two
people he knew. The man was stinky old Mr. Burns. The young, luscious woman
was Marge! There was a date stamp in the bottom left reading "3/22/86." That
was just after the wedding! "How could she do this to me!" Homer cried out in
fury. "What was she thinking! Old man Burns couldn't be better than me!"
Then Homer looked at the picture again. Everything about Burns was skinny,
frail and weak. His neck, his arms, his stomach and his legs. Then, Homer
screamed. Burns had the biggest cock he had ever seen! It had to be at least
12 inches long, and 5 inches wide! Homer stuck the picture in his pants
pocket, and went to bed crying.

The next morning, at the Leftorium, Ned Flander's store, business was usual,
zilch. Ned was on the phone with the Reverend. Sarcastically, the Reverend
said to Ned, "I really don't think that there is any reason for your wife to
cheat on you," knowing in full well that she had cheated on him many times.

"But Reverend, she is always asking to you know, copulate, and last night
when I was going to give in, she kept on sending signals that she wasn't
interested. Instead, I just gave her some ice cream. What should I do?"

Not really caring, Reverend Lovejoy said, "You should have an affair, and
then tell her about it. If she gets mad, then you know that she's been
faithful to you. Okay Ned? Bye." And the Reverend hung up.

"Have an affair?" Ned said to himself. "But the Bible says Thou shall not
covet thy neighbors wife. I guess the Reverend knows what he's talking about
though. Let's see, my neighbor's wife. That would be Marge. She'll go for
the idea, I'm sure that dern Simpson feller never is very good in bed." With
that, Ned made a mental note, and went back to categorizing the left-handed
can openers.

Back at Flander's homer, the two boys were spanking off while there mother
watched. Maud thought to herself "This has got to stop. They are too
innocent to be doing this." But Maud just continued to sick a big fat plastic
cock up her ass, and encourage her boys.

Simpsons Episode VIII: Who's Cheating On Who?

The next morning was adorned by screams and fighting in the bedroom of Homer
and Marge Simpson. The kids had already gone to school. Neighbors around the
block heard the wild arguments. Homer had confronted Marge about the picture.
The picture of Marge fucking Mr. Burns he found last night was greatly
explicit. Marge's tall, blue hair was touching the ground as her head was
bent back. Her legs were spread and a trimmed blue bush was exposed. Her
breasts were pushed straight up, and her nipples were long and hard. Burns
fragile, skimpy body was all tensed up. His puny leg muscles were clenched
and his face was wrinkled even more than usual due to his squinted eyes. He
was on his knees, and his long hard thick cock was part way in the married
woman's cunt. The evil smile describing the intense pleasure he was feeling.
All in all, this was a picture of passion, and Homer was furious.

"How could you do it with Burns!?" he screamed at his quivering wife. Marge h
ad never seen Homer so angry. "I couldn't be that bad!" Marge mumbled
something noncommittal in response. She couldn't tell Homer the truth, he'd
be devastated. Although she tried to rid the memory from her mind, that day
when she first cheated on her husband was crystal clear.

Homer had come home from his interview with Mr. Burns with a sad look on his
face. "I didn't get the job." he said. Bart had just been born, and Marge was
nursing him when she made her decision. Marge thought to herself "I'll l have
to "convince" Mr. Burns to take Homer on as an employee." The next day, when
Grandpa Simpson was baby sitting Bart, and Homer was out looking for a job,
Marge visited the power plant. After waiting for an hour to see C. Montgomery
Burns, Marge blurted out a practiced monologue: "Mr. Burns, yesterday, you
refused my husband, Homer Simpson, a job at your plant. I am prepared to do
whatever it takes to convince you to take him on as an employee." After a few
moments of silence, Burns crudely stated with a sneer, "I think we can work
something out." The next thing Marge knew, she was awkwardly kissing the
wrinkled old lips of Mr. Burns. Everything about him was revolting. As he
turned his head to return the french kiss, she heard many bones in his neck.
Marge almost called off the whole deal at that point, but she knew that her
husband needed this job. Burns commanded her to get on his desk and do a
strip dance. Though Marge had no prior experience, she tried her best. She
climbed onto the big table and started to dance seductively to imaginary
music. She would pose in what she thought was a sexy position, and then
switch to another. After a few minutes, she started to slowly pull off her
green dress. First one shoulder, and then the other was exposed to the greedy
old Burns. As the dress made it's way down Marge's trim body, more and more
of her dignity was stripped away. Clad only in black panties and a matching
top, Marge grabbed her ass and stuck it out in front of the old man's face.
She wiggled it around and then reached her hands up to the clasp of her bra.
When it dropped to the floor, Marge covered her breasts with her hands and
turned around. As each was slowly unveiled to the eager Mr. Burns, he grinned
in delight. Marge's large yellow boobs were capped with big brown silver
dollar sized areolas with half inch nipples. The obvious bulge in Burns pants
was too much of a strain at that point, so he removed all of his clothing.
Marge froze in amazement. That was the biggest cock she had ever seen. How
could such a little man have it? Finally, she regained control of herself and
slowly, seductively, removed her panties. Marge jumped to the floor, laid
down, and awaited the juicy hog that Burns owned. The old man slowly entered
her, filling every inch of her womanhood. Then he pulled back, and started
the descent all over again. Little did she know, Mr. Smithers was standing
next to the door, taking pictures of the whole scene. After about two minutes
of pumping, Burns became too tired to continue, so she straddled him to
finished him off. As she bounced ferociously, her hair began to wave, her
breasts moved violently and her pussy was on fire. Every second was pure
heaven. Although originally wishing she never had to do this, now Marge was
already planning to come back for more. When the nuclear power plant owner
finally came, it was explosive. Marge could actually feel the spurts of cum
hitting the walls of her love tube. She reached up to tweak her breasts,
leaned her head back, and had an explosive orgasm as well. The juices inside
of her flowed like a river, and she was totally oblivious to her
surroundings. Marge was in ecstacy. Afterwards, Burns asked her to clean him
off, and she did very willingly. As she left, Burns was working on a letter
to accept Homer as a new employee, and Marge said, "Maybe we can do this
again sometime." and Mr. Burns smiled.

As that whole incident went through Marge's mind, she couldn't figure out
what to tell Homer. Finally, she said, "I'm sorry, it was just a one time
thing, and it never happened again, and it never will happen again." Marge
couldn't believe that she had just blatantly lied to her husband.

"Yeah right!" Homer yelled, "In the same week, I find out you've screwing
the boy and the boss! How many others were there you whore?" With that, he
threw her on the bed. Marge shrieked with terror. Homer was out of control.
"You bitch! You like being fucked by everyone but your own husband! Well,
your gonna like this!" Homer picked up his wife and threw her down again. He
ripped apart her green dress, and tore off her panties and bra. After
shredding his own clothing, he jumped on the very scared woman. He separated
her long, slender legs with his knees, and jammed his dick into her dry
vagina. Again and again, he pummeled her, hoping she would feel excruciating
pain. Unfortunately, his plan backfired. The harder he worked, the more
pleasure she seemed to have. But, Homer had a second plan. He slammed in and
out of her at a break neck speed. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. His
fat was rolling around his body. Then he stopped. Marge was just about to
climax, and he stopped. She screamed, begging for more, but he refused.
Instead, he took his little dick in his hand, and jerked off. He came
profusely in a few seconds. He aimed at her breasts, at her stomach, at her
legs, at her face, but most importantly, at her precious hair. "Let that be a
lesson to you." and he left for work. Marge laid there crying.

About half an hour later, Ned Flanders rang the bell of the Simpsons house.
Marge couldn't here it over her crying, so Ned began to knock. Surprisingly,
the door flung open. Homer had forgotten to close the door all the way when
he left in fury. Ned entered the house and crept around gently calling out
his neighbor's name. He walked upstairs, and looked around. He heard a soft
sobbing from one of the rooms, so he decided to take his chances there. He
slowly opened the door and peaked in. Laid before him was the most ghastly
sight. There was Marge Simpson, his respectable neighbor, lying on her bed
completely naked, covered with jism! He wanted to back out right then and
there, but this was what the Reverend told him to do.

Ned took off his clothes outside of the bedroom, and quietly entered. She
still hadn't noticed him when he was looming over her with a raging hard-on.
He gently put one hand to each side of Marge, and then quickly jumped on and
slammed his dick in. Marge quickly arose from her subconscious to protest,
but it was too late, and she wasn't sure she wanted to. She knew she should,
after all, she had just had a fight with her husband about this very issue,
but Ned was so big. Although not quite the size of Mr. Burns, Ned was
certainly big. Plus, Marge needed the climax, that she was deprived from just
a half hour ago. As Ned kept up his long, strong strokes, Marge wrapped her
legs around his, and grabbed his ass with her hands. She massaged it rapidly
as she thrusted her pelvis up to match his movements. It only took thirty
seconds for the both of them to climax. Ned, being unexperienced, was quick,
and Marge since she was on the verge anyway.

As Ned separated himself from Marge, sticky cum from Homer stuck to him, and
he raced to the shower to wash off. Marge slowly got up, and joined him in
the shower. After the shower, Ned promptly left without a word, and Marge put
on a green dress, and watched TV.

Ned went home to talk to his wife, and tell her about the affair, to see if
she was faithful, but she was no where to be found. "She must be out
shopping," thought Ned. That was not the truth though. Maud was at her weekly
visit to the Reverend. She wasn't studying the bible, she was studying
something far different. As Reverend Lovejoy bulldozed into Maud Flanders's
ass, she let out a short scream of pain which turned into a long moan of
pleasure. He expertly thrusted into her rectum and fondled her tits at the
same time. When the Reverend came, he cried out "Oh Lord Jesus!" Maud, still
unfulfilled, guided his head toward her pussy, and he carefully gave her an
exhilarating blow-job. Her thighs squeezed his head and her hands squeezed
her tits. "This is so much better than boring old Ned" she thought, and then
her orgasm hit her with great force. As she humped the Reverend head, he
sucked down all of the juices she provided. When Maud left, she said, "Now
that's what I call a sermon."

At the power plant, Homer went straight to the boss's office. He wanted to
kill Mr. Burns. After hassling with the secretary, he finally decided to just
push her aside, kick open the door, and tell Mr. Burns what was on his mind.
The plan worked until just after the kick open the door part. When the door
flew open, Homer witnessed something he thought he'd never see, though there
were many rumors about it. Mr Burns and Smithers were completely naked,
Burns's cock up Smithers's ass. The two jumped up the instant they saw Homer,
but it was obvious that they were well into a gay fuck. "Simpson, get out of
here right now!" warned Smithers, and Homer quietly left. But, he continued
to watch through the crack that he left between the door and the wall.

"I'm sorry sir, I'll make sure that never happens again. Now, where were
we." Smithers stuck out his ass for Burns to stick his cock into. His glasses
were fogged up, and his back was arched. Smithers was on a different world.
Oh how he loved Mr. Burns up his ass. The boss pumped slowly but steadily,
and the assistant felt like he was going to explode. While frail Mr. Burns
pumped in and out, Smithers wildly jerked off his cock. After Burns came,
Smithers turned around and embraced his boss in a deep, passionate kiss. He
thought "Oh I love that feeling when our dicks hit each other."

The twosome slowly made their way to the floor. Wayland Smithers lied on his
back, with his flag pole at full length. His boss grasped the flesh rod, and
surrounded it with his mouth. Burns bobbed his head on the member for only a
few seconds, until his assistant came. "Thank you sir." said Smithers, and
the two men, without thinking, fell asleep.

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