Simpsons Porn Story: Bart’s Adventures – parts 1 and 2

Part 1

It was a hot, long day as Bart skated home, in a rush to take a
shower. He had sweated like a pig in school that day, and not he
smelt dirty, and felt sticky. As he opened the door, he called up, to
check if anyone was home. No answer. So, he went upstairs, eager to
take his long awaited shower.

He heard an odd noise, a groaning, a moaning, the bed squeaking. It
was coming from his parents room, so he decided to check it out. The
door was wide open, he found, and as he grew closer, the sounds
became louder. He took a peak in, confused at what he saw, but he was
facinated. His mother, Marge, was nude, her perky breasts being held
by two playful hands. Her pussy, Bart saw, had a little line of blue
hair. He saw a very large, bulging penis inside of her.

“Sex..” Bart thought. This is what Nelson was talking about!

He regrouped his focus, saw his mother, eyes closed, head up, boucing
up and down on this mans huge cock. Who was it, Bart thought? He had
to find out, he must! So Bart slowly leaned his head in more, and he
saw the man he was looking for. Bart saw Flanders, Mr Religious,
Captain Holy, fucking the crap out of his mom, his large muscular
hands eager to caress her boobs.

Bart thought, and decided to get his camera. It could be useful for
some thing later on….

Part 2

Bart, in a hurry, couldnt find where he put his camera, but found a
much more prized item: a camcorder. He grabbed in, and rushed back to
his parents room. Marge was halfway on the bed, feet on the floot,

Bart could see her vagina full of cum, which he thought was milk. Her
head was near Ned´s penis, he was sleeping, wet from sweat.

Bart quickly turned his camera on and aimed it at Marge. She was
smiling joyfully, her eyes closed. He scanned Ned, then went back to
his mom. He was hoping for more, but he got what he wanted. Then, Ned
started getting up, saying he had to go. Bart quickly, and quietly
walked downstairs, and went out back, to hide in his treehouse.

An hour later, Bart went to Millhouses’. He told him about
everything, the sweat, the milk; which Millhouse explained was sperm,
even the blue hair down on Marges vagina. Millhouse was eager to hear
everything, excited, horny. Bart told him he was going to skip
school, and go home a little eairly to try to record some more.
Millhouse decided he wanted to go, too. It was set.

So, the next day B and M skipped… they went to the Quickie Mart at
8, loaded up on some squishies and candy, went to the movies, then
got bored. And worst yet, it was only 12. So, Bart decided to go
eairly, and check in. As they walked up Evergreen terrace, they both
grew horney, Bart felt his penis harden much like Ned’s was the day
before. Millhouse had butterflys in his stomach, and a little stiffy
of his own. Then, they where at Barts house, Marge’s car still in the
driveway. They went in.

They crept slowly to the kitchen, checking if anyone was in there.
There wasnt. So, they went even slower upstairs, first checking
Maggies room (her crib, empty), then Lisa’s, Barts, and finally they
got to Marge/Homers. The door was open, so they looked inside. they
saw nothing. Surprised, they went back down, and heard a noise. Marge
was coming in from the garage. Her dress was pulled down to her
waist, her tits hanging from her chest. Maggie was in her arms,
sucking greedily at her nipple. Bart and Millhouse stood in shock,
and quickly hid. Marge placed Maggie down, and took off her skirt,
showing off her long legs, and blue trimmed pussy. Millhouse almost
cryed in joy, Bart got ultra hard. She picked Maggie back up, and
went upstairs. Bart and Mill followed.

They checked Maggies room agian, and she wasnt there. They heard a
noise from Marges room, so they went. They saw Marge sitting, one
hand holding Maggie, who was sucking her breast, one hand playing
with her pussy. Millhouse DID cry this time. (more like a joyous
gasp) Marge looked up

She only saw Millhouse, and told him to come here. Bart urged him to
go, and keep him a secret. Millhouse went, horney, scared, shocked.
She asked what he was doing, and he: “b.. ba… bart to-told me to
come over… and and, im sorry! He said come over and I did and the
door was unlocked….” she stopped him. Told him how he felt, seeing
her nude. He said he was sorry, while staring at her breasts. “Would
you like to try what Maggie is doing?” she asked. “Su… sure…..
Mrs Simpson..” She told him to get naked, he did. Millhouse slowly
started sucking Marge´s nipple, one hand on his erect 4″ penis, the
other playing with Marge´s other boob. Marge put maggie down, and
started to rub his back. “Lie down,” she said. And agian, he did. She
spread his legs, and started fondling his cock. He closed his eyes in
ecstatic pleasure. Then his penis felt a tad cold, wet. He opened,
and saw she was sucking his manhood like a lollypop. After a few
minutes, she stopped, and looked devilishly at him. She sat up, and
opened her legs, commanding him to put his fingers in her, and make
his tounge lick inside of it like eating an ice cream. He did, and he
did. It tasted salty, smelt oddly like fish, but he enjoyed it. He
loved caressing her blue public hairs, and loved hearing her moan his
name. then she called him, told him to stop. He looked as she got up,
her tits bobbing up and down as she walked closer to him, her ass
jiggling. She sat next to him, and said “want more?” He did, of
course, and said it. Marge then started playing with his cock slowly,
spat on it, played some more. Then she mounted him with ease, trying
not to hurt. She looked back, and put his penis inside her. Then she
started moving up and down. Bart, with his camcorder in one hand,
penis in the other, looked on with his fullest intent. He planned to
join in soon enough. She went and went, up and down, up and down, He
finally started to cum, nothing really came out, but he had a
surpream feeling of joy run through his cock. He shouted “ohhhh” and
she did, too, although not experiancing an orgasm. Then he lie down,
and marge did, too…..