Simpsons Porn Story: the simpsons viagra fest

Simpsons Porn Story: the simpsons viagra fest

Viagra-fest.

Bart walked around
and around his bedroom, even with all the toys and electronic games
in the room he was bored. Milhouse hadn’t come round but that was
probably due to the fact he was still at his aunts he suddenly
recalled. He sure as hell wasn’t going to go and ask the neighbours
to play, yeah right singing and bible quizzes. He would have asked
Lisa he was that bored but she was out with a few mates horse riding,
dad was doing overtime at work…..overtime must be sucking up for a
raise. Maggie was no fun, so he just paced. He walked out of his
bedroom up the hall, then back then up the other end of the hall, on
his way back he saw his parents bedroom door open, there on his
fathers bed side cabinet was catapult, it had been confiscated two
days ago for shooting frozen peas at Lisa, he smiled boredom ended.
Bart looked around no one but his mother in the house and she was
down stairs watching TV, inside he slipped like a ninja. Bart tiptoed
to the cabinet, as he reached he noticed a magazine peeping out from
under the bed, Bart frowned, he bent down and pulled it out. This
months edition of play dude….cool he thought, with one more quick
look at the door and the catapult gone from his mind bart knelt down
making sure his head was below the level of the bed, just in case.

He opened the
glossy firm covered magazine, index…no point in reading that, even
though there was a few pretty faced girls holding duff beer. Next
page, and there she was, well…whoever she was, just a very pretty
young vixen with black see through night attire on……negligees.
Bart wasn’t behind the door on such things not with people like
nelson around, though he had never actually seen anything like this
properly. He looked at each one of the pics on the first two pages,
all she did was have photos taken of her in various poses, except the
last one where she had lowered the cotton straps and exposed the
breast filled bra, bart quickly turned the page. He scanned quickly,
the negligee lowered, exposing the bra, her two full breasts pushing
the material to its limits, then lower, a flat toned stomach, then
off, well around the foot or a raised leg, her head back and smiling
as if she was kicking the piece off for everyone. Bart flicked the
page quickly, first pic back facing slightly bent over….nice butt
he said, realising he spoke out loud he quickly looked over the
bed…alone still. Back to the mag, scanning again through the pics,
more teasing then last pic, her bra was off but her arms were over
covering all, pressing her buxom delights to the point they seemed to
be pouring over her forearms. Next page, huge smile, wide eyes her
arms were outstretched as if offering a hug and who wouldn’t, her
twin mounds of flesh were fully exposed, the soft yellow skin firm
and youthful, the twin dark yellow nipples proud and erect, hi
carumba stuttered from his mouth as his youthful eyes wide open
stared down at the sight before him. Bart felt the twitching between
his legs grow.

Bart stared at the
pic for ages wondering what it would be like to run into those open
arms his face and head bury in those two pillows……shaking he
looked at others, the last pic again the tease, bent over, both her
thumbs down the side of her panties, lowered exposing her butt with
the elastic just above the important bit, bart flicked the page
quickly. BEER..!!!!!!!! He then realised he had turned two pages in
his excitement, quickly he thumbed back a page, his mouth dropped
open and his eyes nearly popped from his head, he had expected
another pose, no…just her panties lowered to her knees and her body
bent further forward to perform that manoevour. Bart felt the twang
of an instant erection within his pants as he stared at this young
beauties pussy, two puffy identical lips faced each other, soft brown
hairs curling and intertwining, a dark pink slit running up the
centre partially open as she bent over, bart felt a dribble of saliva
drip from his mouth onto his knee. Jesus fucking Christ he whispered.
Feeling the erection becoming painful as it struggled to find space
in his shorts from his seating position, bart grabbed his crutch and
re positioned himself, both manually as it were and how he sat, his
eyes never leaving the sight before him. When they finally dragged
from that pic to the next she was facing the camera, panties off and
her full mop of brown curls were there in the shape of a neatly
trimmed triangle. Bart’s eyes went back a pic…….droooool.

He looked through
the pics quicker finding his best choice and rating them, one more
even better than the first, she was sprawled on her back, legs spread
and her hand between her thighs, her fingers pressed onto her pussy
and she had spread herself wide open for the camera and the reading
audience to view. A lovely colour of pink filled the inner part of
her pussy, darkening to red as neared her virginal opening where the
colour turned dark red and black as her inviting hole teased. Bart
carried on looking amazed and in awe that such a magazine showed
these things, he had glimpsed nelson with one months ago but he had
only seen scantily clad women before he had put it under his coat.
Bart nearly coughed as he spied the last pic on the page, and he knew
he had found the best pic, even better than his previous two pic
choice. It was a closer view of the woman’s pussy, bart could see
the varying colours and hints and hues of pinks and reds with
splatters of silver as light shine on her wetness. But the best bit,
the woman’s long slender finger had slid inside her own pussy, half
of her finger had disappeared from view and was buried in her dark
hole, bart wondered what it felt like, how hot it was and he got this
odd urge……and urge to know what it tasted like….urghh he
thought.

Bart quickly
scanned through, the next set of pics were of a woman of equal looks
but whose clothing remained on, but at various stages exposed her
self, bart suddenly realised that she was in Springfield, different
parts of Springfield showing herself and she could see people in the
back ground too, then he noticed the heading……Linda…out and
about. He then came across some pages of advertisements, beers, duff
caps and coats. Blue pills, red pills and muscle pills, bart flicked
through these pages then saw the heading readers wives and big
lasses…..no way was he going to look at fat babes with no clothes
on. Just to be safe his eyes were not assaulted with such images bart
passed a clump of pages at once.The next and last two sets of pages
were very pretty girls but no where near as intriguing to bart as the
first, so after turning the last page he skipped back to his
favourite pic.

Bart didn’t want
to get caught, so with a feeling of regret he slipped the mag back
under the bed, making sure he left out the corner as he had found it,
just in case it had been done intentionally. He stood, his prominent
erection pushing at his shorts, he tried to hide it, but merely the
touch of his hand as he pulled his t-shirt lower sent waves of
pleasure through his groin. Bart reached out for his catapult when he
saw an open box of tablets on his fathers cabinet, the silver foiled
and sealed sheet was sticking out with two empty compartments clearly
showing, it was the compartment with the tablet in it which intrigued
him most. Bart looked at it for several seconds before it dawned on
him, these were the same pills he had seen in play dude. Bart lifted
the face down box and turned it over.

Viagra lust in big
blue bold letters shone out from the box, bart looked, then read.
Increases prowess, stamina and size guaranteed. As he read on bart
smiled dad needs tablets to get it up, he looked at his pants and
patted his hidden cock, we don’t do we boy!! A thought hit him,
increases size, hmmm interesting….. He may have been ten but he was
proud of his own cock, he had showered at school with other boys and
was defiantly not shy to get undressed in front of them, in fact they
should be the ones to be ashamed as he was by far the biggest amongst
them, though he couldn’t say if he was when they were all hard and
he certainly didn’t want to find out…..he wasn’t gay

He turned over the
pack and read. From UVBN, internationally renown importers of genuine
adult medicines and accessories. The all new and guaranteed tablet
from natural products, made in china with ingredients from deepest
darkest Africa to the suntanned hills of the orient. This product
will help you satisfy your partner(s)…at which bart frowned, and
bring her to her wildest dreams and pleasures. Then in bold letters,
we guarantee it!!! Bart looked at the tablet again and dropped to his
knees, and slipped the magazine back out from under the bed, he
flipped through until her found that page and yeah, there it was, dad
had acquired medicines to get it up…. Bart giggled, at only $10 for
these 5 little tablets, we will help you become a tiger in the
bedroom. A lover amongst women and aTHE man amongst men, bart shook
his head, dad fell for this drivel. Then he read this natural yet
secretly harvested plant compound has been known to increase penis
size up to 40% in some cases and in all cases a difference was noted.
Bart smiled yeah right he thought, 40% no way, imagine me with a………he
took a few seconds to do the math…….nearly an eight inch cock, he
cocked his head and raised his eye brow.

Cooool and eight
incher, I would look like……in barts mind his figure appeared, a
red cape flowing behind and a huge cock before him, cockman!!! Bart
giggled again. He then saw the glass of water towards the back of the
cabinet, he smiled, why not. Bart took the glass and popped a pill
out, then smiled and popped another, he threw them into his mouth and
took a deep swig of water and swallowed. He looked at the packet,
guaranteed eh, we’ll see. Then at the bottom of the packet it said
VERY IMPORTANT. Beneath it in smaller letters, only one to be taken
at any one time, do not take when already aroused and keep out of
reach of children, we will not be liable if any one of these
instructions is ignored. Bart looked at the wall, he gulped, he
imagined the tablets making there way into his body, he had just
broken not one but all three of the instructions. He put the glass
down and tablets, kicked the mag under the bed and rushed to the
toilet.

When he got there
he decided emergency action was required, finger down the throat
technique usually works in these cases, but as his fingers aimed to
his mouth he couldn’t bare to do it…..I’ll be alright, I’ll
be alright he thought……he looked in the mirror, everything seemed
ok, his eyes were white, his mouth seemed normal, no horns….he
suddenly laughed. Then clamped his hand over his mouth, where did
that thought come from. He imagined himself with horns, hairless
legs, which wasn’t far from the truth anyway, hoofed feet with a
fork tipped tail. Cool, bart the devil. Bart arched his back and
moved around the bathroom devil like, then he realised what he was
doing. There messing with my head already. He returned to the mirror.

This time his
colour looked a little paler, his eyes seemed to have darkened rings
around them and he was uncontrollably frowning, the frowning turned
to what looked like anger, then bart felt the growing in his
trousers, he looked down, his bulge was still there but seemed to be
getting bigger, not freakishly like in an alien or monster film, but
more noticeable. Bart ran to the door shut it and locked it. He
turned pressed his back on the door, looked down and opened his
trousers. His cock slipped out, his eyes widened, it was working, it
was defiantly working, barts dick was hard, but it didn’t feel
completely hard, more…….semi. It was defiantly thicker, he had a
blokes cock already, he watched it as it grew, uncontroably like it
was separate from his body. After a few seconds it was there before
him, thick hard and throbbing like a rumbling beast a full nine
inches….Jesus fucking christ he said emphasising each word. It
looked like he had grown a mini leg, it was massive, massive on him
anyway and it ached, not in a painful or sore way but in a way it
made his body want to relieve the aching.

Thoughts started to
come into his mind, he saw the girl in the mag, lay there before him
like on the pic, he wanted to move to her, move her finger from her
pussy and ram home this new and powerful weapon before him which
seemed and felt like it had no intentions of going. Yeah bart
thought, his back arched as he imagined pushing his cock into her wet
pussy, not that he had the slightest idea what it would have felt
like, he just knew he wanted to do it, he needed to do it. He moved
back over to the mirror. Sweat was on his forehead, he grabbed the
sink, he let the tip of his cock touch the cold porcelain his eyes
fluttered closed….god he wanted to fuck, wanted to fuck her, fuck
her good, anyone…. Bart just needed to fuck……then he
smiled…..he grinned as he imagined his mother down stairs.

Bart ran from the
bathroom, into his bedroom and removed his shorts, his two enlarged
balls dropped from his underwear, it felt good to have them in the
open, the cool air felt free as he walked to his wardrobe, his
thickened cock bouncing up and down and from side to side. Bart
reached in and pulled out his long red bartman cape, he donned it,
pulling it round himself, then he calmly walked from his bedroom, his
stomach tingling, his entire body shaking with anticipation. He
looked dead ahead, unblinking and sure, a smile on his face, as he
reached the top of the stairs, he called…..mom……..mom.

There was a few
seconds and his mother called back, bart…bart are you calling
me…..?? Yes… yes I am he replied, she came to the bottom of the
stairs and looked up at him, he turned and walked down the hall, she
frowned what was he doing… what was he doing with that cape on, she
thought he had grown out of that silly phase. Bart she called what do
you want, I want help he said, I need you to help me, Marge tutted
hoping this wasn’t one of his games because he was bored. She
started to climb the stairs, come on now bart she called what is
wrong with you. I don’t know came the reply from down the hall I
really don’t know, bart added a little fear and panic into his
voice for added realism. Marge climbed the stairs and as she reached
the top and turned in his direction she saw him enter her bedroom,
bart, bart she called, what is wrong with you honey, stop there and
let me help, why are you going into our bedroom.

There was no reply,
marge strode a little quicker up the hall, she was worried, what was
wrong with him, why didn’t he tell her and why was he going in
here, as she entered her bedroom, bart had his back to her, he was
stood before her full length mirror, as she walked towards him, she
looked at his reflection his arms obviously under the cape, pulled up
to his chin with his head down. What’s wrong sweetie what’s the
matter she said as she neared. She saw through the mirror, his eyes
open, his head lifted and he looked at her near him, THIS he said,
he let the cape go and it draped down beside him, the reflection had
been hidden momentarily as the cape fell, but when it rested at his
sides she saw.

Marges eyes widened
in shock and she breathed in sharply and gasped. Her hands
automatically went to her mouth and she starred, there in the mirror
was barts semi naked form, bottomless, and standing out very proud
and very erect was his penis, his big and very thick penis. Marge
could not take her eyes from it, it was very impressive, on a man it
would have been impressive but on a ten year old boy……..her ten
year old boy. What…. How…. Her eyes were fixed, bart smiled and
he turned, marges eyes watched, there direction never changing just
waiting for him to turn round and she stared at his huge cock. Then
it moved towards her, marge took several seconds before she came
round, her eyes once transfixed, now looked to her sons face, she
stepped back. Bart she said in a questioningly voice.

Bart carried on
walking towards her, not wanting her to run away screaming, bart said
in his put on fearful voice, mom…. Mom what’s wrong with me, what
is this…. Er er er was the only response that came from her mouth,
she continued stepping back matching barts advancing steps, he eyes
shifting from his face to his cock. Suddenly there were no more steps
to take and she stumbled and sat on the edge of her bed. Bart she
called out loudly seeing him coming towards her, closer very close,
she put her arms up, he stepped into her arms mom he called, mom help
what’s up with me. Stop stop she said but his cries of help
continued above her voice and he stepped forward, as she had sat and
as he advanced he stepped between her knees, his arms outstretched
wanted obviously to hug, bart wait she heard herself say, but bart
with a strength belying his small frame buckled her arms and hugged
her.

Oh bart she said
with a little shakiness in her voice, she had been aware of his hard
cock coming towards her, she had been a little fearful, fearful of
her son, how stupid and uncaring was she…… ohm bart my love what
is the matter, bart, still faking the fear hugged her, what’s wrong
with me, bart was conscious of being between her open legs, he
assessed she was only sat on the edge of the bed. He looked up to his
mother, another faked expression, a sorrowed look, what wrong with me
mom, what is this. With that he took her and and guided it towards
his cock, his heart raced as it neared, he wanted to grunt and pull
her hand onto himself. Suddenly marge pulled a little on her arm as
she realised what he was innocently doing

She pulled though
slightly too late, she felt the tips of her fingers touch his hot
throbbing member, it was solid, rock hard like an iron bar. Marge
pulled quickly back, but met the resistance of bart. Whats wrong he
repeated whats wrong with me, no, no Bart you shouldn’t she said as
she felt him pulling her hand again, so strong, again she felt the
skin of her sons cock before she managed to pull back. Mom he pleaded
I need help, I need you to help….help like I do when I fall from my
bike, help like when you…you it seemed to Marge as if he was
searching for the words to explain, then she gasped as he found them,
like when you.. When you rub it better, yes mom please rub it better.

Again as he spoke
he pulled her hand, he was very strong, marge thought it was the
fear, the fear of not knowing what was wrong with him which gave him
the strength, and this time as she resisted it wasn’t enough, she
felt her hand being guided to and onto his thick erect cock, marge
felt the throbbing piece of meat in her hand and his hand clamping it
firmly there, no bart she said, I can not er err help you that way
she stuttered trying vainly to move her hand away, you can mom she
heard his pleas, you can help, you always do, reflexively marges
fingers closed around his cock, she had not intended to do it, and
she was shocked she had, his hand still held hers there firmly and
she opened her fingers quickly and guiltily.

The thought though,
of what it had felt like entered into her mind and she couldn’t
shake it, it had only been for a second or two but it had been
enough, she had felt it throbbing, the had felt its power, the heat
its hardness, she had never felt one this hard for a long time, if
ever at all. I want to help she said I do……. Marges eyes closed
ohh bart whats wrong with you, with that her clamped hand closed its
fingers again. Again she felt its hardness, its heat and thickness,
she felt it throbbing, and she felt within her the admittance……..it
felt good to touch. A pang of guilt, then it was gone, ohh bart I can
not help you ……in that way. Bart was smiling, he could smell her
perfume, he hair, it smelt good, he was in her arms, he could feel
her breasts pressing on his chest and feel her racing heart beneath.

Her hand on his
cock felt really good, he ached and wanted her to hold it hard. Her
fingers had briefly grasped his shaft and he had almost moaned with
pleasure but had managed to hold it back, though he ha gulped….
When she released it, he felt sad and wanted her to do it again, and
when she had held it again his heart raced. Bart smiled, ohh mom you
must help me, you must, I need you to help me, his arm pulled her
wrist back, then forward then back again, he eyes fluttering as he
made his mother masturbate him. Yes mom rub it better. Marge wanted
to shake her hand loose as she felt her sons hand actions, she wasn’t
rubbing him better, she was jerking him off, this was wrong, but its
not you, she thought, its bart moving my hand, its not me……. She
shook the thought, she was holding his cock he held her wrist only,
she was the one gripping that shaft….that thick hard shaft…..again
she shook her thoughts out.

Bart in a way
sensed she needed a little more encouragement, he desperately wanted
her to rub him herself but he knew if he released her wrist she would
move her hand ohhhh mom he said, feigning hurt again, yes please help
me more, with that it edged a little closer to her as if he was
holding her tightly for compassion. This was furthest from his mind,
as he had expected the little movement forward pressed his cock to
where he intended to put it later, after he had really worked on
her…… her pussy.

Bart felt the tip of
his cock press slightly on her, felt the material of her dress, felt
her spongyness as his cock pressed against her lips, he hugged
tighter wanting her to believe it was the hug, everything else was an
unintentional coincidence. He smiled as he felt her jump and stiffen
to the touch and heard her whimper of surprise.

Bart had cleverly
positioned his cock with her hand so it had pointed directly where he
had wanted before he moved slightly forward, and he hat hit home
perfectly, he moved slightly back, he still touched but it was meant
as to fool her into thinking it was a coincidence and he believed he
had done that.yes mom, he whisped, you are helping, its working,
thank you thank you…. He continued to hold her wrist, and continued
to move her hand, he hoped though this new approach would work. It
feels better mom, thank you for helping me……..after a few seconds
bart grinned when he heard his mother say…is it? Marge felt for
bart as he hugged her, she still wanted to move her hand, the guilt
was filling her, but she noticed how she wasn’t resisting as much,
probably why she felt the guilt this bad, those thoughts though, how
she had been thinking about his touch and feel. That had been wrong
but still, she couldn’t shake entirely those thoughts, they were
still persistent, then she felt his hardness press into her just a
little, but it had come as a shock, she had jumped in surprise, not
just at the event, but because at how good it had felt, she felt
sensations instantly course through her and her body had revealed how
it had felt as she had whimpered with…well with pleasure and
delight…..it had felt really nice, really good. Again the thoughts,
but marge this time didn’t try to fight them.

His cock had felt
hard, even the slightest of touches she had felt the hardness of it,
he was asking for help, how was she denying helping him? Well of
course this wasn’t helping…..was it, marge found she was getting
aroused, she couldn’t help it, his hard cock was still pressed
there, did he know what he was doing to her, how could he, god it
felt good, his shaft in her hand he seemed to be holding less now,
but the motion of her arm was not, was she……was she…yes I am
I’m actually jerking off my son, oh god what am I doing, but she
couldn’t stop, she heard bart moan thank you mom its really
helping, marge wanted to, wanted to rub him better, make him feel
well and at the same time satisfy this twisted desire she was
getting, this perverted need, she could do this and bart would just
think she is helping him…….is it she spoke.

Bartd heart soared
and unbeknown to marge he was grinning wildly as he removed his hand
from her wrist and placed it around her back joining his other hand
and she continued to wank him, he f=gritted his teeth and his eyes
rolled with pleasure and he enjoyed the feel of his mothers grip on
his cock as she slowly slid up and down his shaft pulling and pushing
he foreskin back. Marges mouth became dry, she felt her heart
quicken, she rested her jaw on his shoulders as she slightly reaching
down gripped his cock harder and increased the speed. Again she
whimpered as she felt him move forward and she felt his cock again
press her pussy.

Ohhh mom it feels
good, it feels a lot better but it feels different ….. Marge heard
her sons voice, but she beginning to b lost in her thoughts now, she
caressed and rubbed and gripped it harder, feeling it throb in her
hand, it’ll be alright she said, it will fell better, let mommy
help, mommy will help you. Bart smiled. Marge as she rubbed also
applied pressure directly to her pussy,bart wouldn’t know she told
herself, she rubbed her clitoris area purposely as she jerked her son
off, she felt her pussy really begin to waken up, it had taken a mere
few minutes and she could already make out and feel its wetness, ohm
god she thought it feels good, did he know what she was using him
for….she didn’t strangely enough care.

Bart was going to
move his hips in closer till he realised his mothers actions, no he
would let her do it all, she how far she took him. He felt her hot
breath on his neck, it was quickening, he felt it also through her
breasts on his chest, he could actually feel her heart quickening.
Marge was lost now, all she was interested in and concentrating on
was his cock, this magnificent cock, and rubbing it on her pussy, she
felt herself rubbing it harder she felt her k

Lips part then open
through her sodden panties, god she thought……im coming. Marge
heard her self moan with pleasure, she knew bart would have heard it
too but she was not bothered.

Bart heard the
moan, he wanted to moan himself too, wanted to moan badly, let out
some of these feelings, but he knew he couldn’t, for his part, for
now, he had to keep up the fade.

Yes yes yes marge
whispered, bart with gritted teeth and trying as hard as he could to
keep his voice tremble free said that’s so much better mommy…..are
you ok?

Ohh yes, honey,
mommy is ok…..she is very ok…..marge was panting out the words,
she was close really close to coming, would he bother or notice if
she moved her hips closer, she wanted it to be harder on her
pussy……..no no she didn’t, she WANTED IT IN HER PUSSY….with
that realisation, marge felt the orgasm rushing towards her. Bart
heard her whimpers and moans and just knew his mother was coming,
knew she was going to have an orgasm,…..he also know the time was
right. Oh mom it feels right your really making me feel better he
whispered in her ears, his arms slid back around her waist and raised
up onto her two heaving breasts and slowly squeezed them.

Marge either didn’t
even notice or care as the her breath quickened even more to the
impending orgasm, barts little hands were dwarfed by his mothers
breasts, they were firm yet soft and her nipples were lick rocks
through the material, bart, with a deft flick of his thumbs dropped
her dress down and allowed her breasts to flow out, and with one
fluid motion of his hands twist them back onto and caress her now
naked breasts, feeling the hard nipples press into his palm, bart was
going to have her, he felt her body beginning to convulse, her hips
becoming jerky, she was really gripping his cock now and her rubbing
had greatly increased.

Ohh im coming she
thought nearly there, nearly, what…whats going
on……coming….coming….. my..my boobs are out!!!
Coming,,,,coming. Confusion in marges head, she was lost in ecstasy
god she was so close……still she rubbed. Bart bart is playing with
my boobs, then she felt her nipple being taken into his mouth…..im
coming she said allowed yes yes yes…….as marge began to feel the
orgasm peak she faintly heard a wet flop, then she felt a push…….she
felt herself falling backwards, or was it the orgasm she wasn’t
sure she didn’t know…..she gasped and felt her body stiffen as it
started, im coming she exhaled…….she felt herself hit the bed,
felt her dress raise….she thought….. Then she felt and didn’t
care she felt her panties being removed quickly,…..she wanted it to
stop….wanted to cry out to bart and ask him what he was doing but
it was too late, way too late her orgasmed rushed like a powerful
wave over her, she gasped and grunted with pleasure, her legs parting
and jerking allowing the flow she gripped the sheets of the bed and
cried out…… as she felt the orgasm flood out of her, barts
tongue slipped in.

Marge had her head
pressed back into the sheets, she was moaning as the wave of pleasure
continued even after the orgasmic burst, continued, continuing, her
mind still reeling began to restore a little why, why was she
pleasure continuing, then she felt, her legs wide open, very wide,
she felt hands on her inner thighs, her eyes rolled into her head and
her head lolled from left to right, confusion again, then a short
clarity. In the clarity she felt the hands again, clamping her legs,
she heared her own moans filling the room, then she felt the tongue,
Ohhh god the tongue, it felt soooo so good, slipping in and out of
her…….ohh my god she thought bart ….. Bart is licking me
out…..licking me out GOOD….again she was lost.

Bart had sensed and
guessed perfectly, his mother offered absolutely no resistance as he
stood and pressed and pushed her chest, he watched as he breasts
moved to her sides slightly as she fell backwards, her arousal hard
firmed them even more……as she fell in one motion he had slipped
his head under her dress and made a reach for and got her panties, as
he pulled and she hit the bed and bounced he had managed to
completely slip them off, then return he had just managed to move her
dress and see the bald area between her thighs, the lips like the
womans in the mag, the slit between them, again like the woman in the
picture, although his mothers were now somewhat more parted, seen all
this before he had thrust his head into her pussy and devoured it as
she came.

He has tasted the
salty liquids of her pussy juices and slipped his tongue into her wet
gaping hole as the thicker, hot orgasm juice spurted from her, it
entered his mouth and splashed his chin as he began to lick, the
taste was enticing, inviting and addictive, he wanted more, he licked
and licked, feeling his cock twitch wanting to ram it into his
mothers cunt while she lay there, his ears were filled with her moans
of pleasure as she orgasmed and now as he began to vigorously and
hungrily eat her out He had expected hairs as he had initially
looked, but the bald pussy had somehow been more exciting, he pressed
his face in, my mom shaves….she shaves her hairs off… it made him
more aroused, he plunged his tongue in deeper, felt her wep large
lips wrap his mouth into her, she was moaning louder now, her felt
her hips jerk to his tongues insertions, I will use myself now to
make you come he thought, then he sucked on her clitoris.

Marge went wild,
her hands reached down and she grabbed her sons hair, she pushed her
open thighs onto his face and tried to pull him deeper, she didn’t
care now, she didn’t care as he sucked her erect and very aroused
clitoris, she was again coming, coming harder, she could feel, she
didn’t care she was loud, didn’t care he was her son and didn’t
care he was only ten, she knew, she knew that when she had come, she
was going to throw him on the bed and fuck that big fat hard cock and
she wanted his hot thick come to fill her insides………..

Bart had no idea of
his mothers intentions or he may have well allowed her, he had his
own, he felt and heard her reach a crescendo as again he felt the
spurt of her orgasm rush into his mouth, he savoured it and swallowed
it as he knelt up, they pressed his cock against her open wet aching
pussy and slid in, instantly marge came again, Ohhh god she cried out
she arched be back onto his thick monster as he eased into her, she
grabbed his back with both hands and gasped as she felt it huge
entirety fill her up, she felt his stomach press on hers and was
thankfull as her entire pussy felt like it would rip, she dug her
nails into his back as she felt thr orgasm shudder through her, yess
she groaned, she lifted her head to his ear and groaned deeply…..fuck
me.

Barts eyes were
tightly shut, he had never ever felt anything this good in his entire
life, the feelings completely overtook him, he gasped himself as he
slipped all his cock inside his mother……fuckkkk he moaned… when
he heard her demand he fuck he was numb, he had wanted this since
this morning, but it felt like he had always wanted it, he pressed
his hands onto her breasts again and took them, a little more roughly
now, but she didn’t seem to care, especially as he slipped his cock
out and then back in, she gasped again, ohh god bart……. Bart
began thrusting deeply in and out of her his mothers eyes were white
as they had rolled so far back, she bucked herself onto him as he
thrust down, he thought he might come straight away but he didn’t
want to, didn’t feel the urge, he just wanted to fuck, just wanted
to fuck his mother hard, here on her bed, on his fathers side. The
thoughts in his head intensified, became more perverted, mother,
mother he said, open your eyes, look at me, she obeyed, though they
barely looked capable of focusing, look at me mother he repeated, its
me bart.

Bart thought he
actually saw her eyes un glaze, thought he saw her see clarity to his
words, mother it me bart, your ten year old so, look and feel my cock
sliding into your wet cunt, feel it mother…..Ohhh yes bart she
said. Fuck me fuck me with that big cock, fuck me with your ten year
olds cock, bart giggled, not out of ridicule but because she was
becoming as dirty as he was feeling and thinking…..god he felt
good. Bart slipped up onto his knees, he gripped his mother hips and
hoisted them towards him, he thrust harder and harder into him,
agains she gasped and groaned as she orgasmed again, he looked down
at his thick yellow cock, covered with his mothers creamy wet come,
glistening in the light, her lips stretched wide around his shaft as
it entered her.

The initial
penetration had felt very very tight, now as her muscled had relaxed
even more, and her orgasms had wet her to the point of being soaking
wet through it was much easier, but her still felt her vaginal walls
tighten and contract around him, god he wanted to fuck her hard, he
watched her breasts bounce to his thrust, she was sweating, he was
sweating, he then felt his own orgasm approaching. Yes yes yes he
said quickening his thrusts, harder and faster he pumped his cock
into his mother, then with a cry of pleasure he threw his head back
and pushed his hips in deep and felt his hot jet of fluid erupt and
fill her insides he grunted and felt the quick jerks spurt more and
more out.

As he looked down,
gasping from breath he saw his mother convulsing and moaning as her
orgasm finished, he looked and blinked still panting, then stood,
listening to his cock wetly flop out of her pussy, she was gasping
and panting on the bed, eyes closed, here breasts heaving with beads
of sweat shinning on them, her bald pussy, open with thick dribbles
of his come oozing out of her, a thick patch of spunk near her butt
soaking into the bed, bart smiled, his mother had well and truly be
fooked hard today, his own cock was still hard, not even slightly
limp, he took one las tlook at his come soaked moms pussy, then at
his mom, turned, grabbed his cape and walked from the bedroom.

The double dose of
this drug, when already aroused had had an odd effect indeed, bart
had donned his cape once more and set out out through Springfield, a
violent and seemingly insatiable urge had to be satisfied. At about
ten that evening, his cock finally limp dripping with cum and female
orgasm juices it had been satisfied. In his wake bart hard left a
whole series of woman come drenched in a whole range of positions,
all with one thing in common, completely and utterly well fucked and
satisfied like never before.

Patty and Selma, as
marge on there bed together, he had doubled up on them in a
threesome, for once not a smoking cigarette to be seen, mrs
Krabapple, seen by bart as he passed school catching up on some
marks, left over her desk, knickers around her ankles, come dripping
down her thighs, ape’s wife, fucked in the store up against the
cereal shelves, she left slumped to the floor, legs apart, her black
triangular bush matted together with cum, and cereals strewn around
her, and a whole list of other fortunate woman, ten in all. Bart came
home exhausted, his now limp and crusted cock back to its normal
size……..Bart smiled as he recalled there was still two tablets
left.

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