Homer Simpson was watching a movie when he became aware that marge was taking a long time talking to lisa. He got up and went to lisa’s room. The door was ajar but rather than barge right in he pocked his head in and listened first. A long low moan was the first thing homer heard. Homer recognized the sound immediately.
It was the sound his loving wife marge made when she was particularly aroused.
Homer peeked inside and the sight he saw made his cock jerk in his pants. His wife marge and daughter lisa were naked and lisa was licking marge’s cunt like a little demon.
Homer stared at lisa’s naked body and dropped a hand to his bulging cock watching the way she tongued marge’s over-ripe pussy.
When marge came he watched them kiss and hug tenderly. Homer’s cock was hard as a rock just looking at lisa’s juicy slit and he began to jerk off.
Marge didn’t know it but one of homer’s favourite fantasies was about fucking lisa. For some time now he’d been noticing how lisa was developing into a hot little piece of ass. Sometimes while he was fucking marge he had visions of lisa’s long skinny legs wrapped around him as he pumped her tight little virgin cunthole… now it seemed like he would have his chance.
With a lewd smile homer opened the door and went in .
Marge and lisa where on the bed and where too engrossed in each other to notice homer until he sat down on the bed beside them .
Lisa sat up her pretty face covered with marge’s juices but marge wasn’t worried in the slightest. She had seen the smile on homer’s face and knew what it meant. Homer was the first to speak.
“Don’t worry lisa I’m not mad at you” he said reassuringly.
Lisa stared at the bulge in homer’s pants. Her mother noticed it too.
“Have you been spying on us homer” marge asked her husband with a cheeky smile.
“Yep and not a bad show either” grinned homer slipping a hand up between marge’s open thighs. He began to finger her cunt.
“You want us both don’t you homer” lisa heard marge whisper. Read the rest of this entry »
The dark skinned boy felt tense, yet calm. As a Jedi to be, he never let his emotions take over him, for doing so was the path to the dark side and he had seen what Sith Lords became: empty shells lusting for more power and fearing to lose it all. The dark side led to torment and fulfillment became impossible. The academy made sure to keep their students off this dark path and the boy had made sure to follow their teachings as well as he could. It seemed his teachers were satisfied with him too and he had quickly increased in rank within the other students. At the young age of 12, he was already nominated to become a padawan, trained by one of the Jedi Council itself, an unlikely honor for a boy his age.
The elevator stopped and he waited for his teachers to lead the way as he had been taught. But none of the two moved. The air remained still as he wondered what was happening, losing his concentration over keeping his anxiety in check for one brief moment, then getting it back under control the moment after.
“We will not be following you, young one,” one teacher finally said, a Rodian. “Where you are going, you will be going alone, though our spirits as those of the entire academy will follow you wherever you go. Be worthy of the honor that has been bestowed to you and may the force be with you.”
The child, only a few months from being a teenager, took a step out of the elevator, then another. He stood still for a moment, then turned to thank his teachers, but the door was already closing. Resolute, he turned back to the hallway and slowly advanced, trying as he could to keep his emotions under control and observing the decorations.
A lot of thought had been put into making the corridor majestic. Many statues in the honor of fallen Jedi’s had been erected, displaying a great array of species that could be found across the galaxy. On each pedestal, their name and a small list of their deeds could be found, but he didn’t need to read the descriptions as history was one of the disciplines taught at the academy and the boy could easily name any of the Jedis on display here. Unconsciously, he bowed before all of them, feeling a bit unworthy to be among some of the greatest legends of the academy. Read the rest of this entry »
Bobby continued with rhythm he had established. He then turned to Scott and motioned for him to take his place.
Scott was reluctant at first even stating that he had some errands to run.
“Just do it Scott” stated Gambit egging him on.
Logan then stood up and walked up to Scott. Logan then kneeled down in front of Scott. He then looked up at Scott. “Remember how this felt?” asked Logan just before shoved Scott’s massive dick in his mouth.
Gambit who was vigorously masturbating came all over Bobby’s thigh. Gambit then kneeled down and licked all of his cum off of bobby’s thigh.
Bobby being quickly aroused by this leaned in to kiss gambit. After a minute or 2 of kissing Bobby kneeled and spit the man’s cum into his hands his then vigorously began to apply the cum to gambit’s dick.
Scott watched the 2 men he wondered what they were going to do. He than glanced down at Logan who was still sucking Scott’s cock. Jus then Logan stood up and walked over to the bed he then motioned for Scott to join him.
As Scott walked toward Logan he realized that both Gambit and Bobby were also moving toward the bed. Read the rest of this entry »
The next morning marge was in the kitchen first having made coffee and preparing to make breakfast for the family. Lisa shuffled in wearing her robe shaking out her long golden hair. “Well! Good morning sleepy-head!” marge said cheerfully handing over a hot cup. “‘Morning, Mom” lisa said blearily. “Thanks.”
“Well you look dreadful.”
“I have an excuse Mom” smiled lisa.
“Mmmmm… and what might that be dear” asked her mother absently.
“All that noise you and Homer were making last night.”
“Oh I’m sorry did we wake you honey” marge asked looking surprised.
“Yeah it’s okay though.” lisa said.
Lisa looked at marge. They had always had a good relationship more like friends than mother and daughter and lisa knew she could talk about sex with
her mother openly.
“Is homer good in bed Mom” asked lisa almost innocently. Marge blushed even through her early summer tan.
“Well, er… yes, I’d ah… I’d have to say he was very good” stammered marge. “But it’s not something a young girl asks about her father dear”
“Why Mom”
Lisa had her there marge realized.
“Ah… I… I don’t know it just isn’t the done thing that’s all.”
“But, Mom I thought you said for me to ask you anything about sex I wanted to know. You said anything at all remember”
Marge swallowed uneasily. This was going to be difficult. She tried desperately to think of a reason not to answer lisa’s question but couldn’t
think of one. Remembering how her own mother had avoided the subject of sex at all costs marge decided to be candid with her daughter. years ago lisa
herself had been the result of marges’s own dismal ignorance of sex.
“Okay, honey” said marge finally. “What exactly do you want to know”
“Nothing,” replied the young girl nonchalantly. “I was just wondering if you and homer did some of the things I’ve heard about at school that’s all.”
“And what sort of things have you been hearing at school”
“You know… weird things…”
“You’re going to have to be more explicit than that dear. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Well sherri and terri and some of the other girls talk about sucking a guy’s thing…. you know his um… cock. Do you and homer do that sort of
thing” Read the rest of this entry »
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