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Simpsons Sex Universe Series 1
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Episode 12 - Ass to Mouth Principle

“I've got to say,” Rick Sanchez said peering around his daughter, “I'm struggling to follow what's happening here.”

Beth was riding her father reverse cowgirl, pumping her plump bubble but up and down on his cock enthusiastically. She'd pulled her yellow bikini bottoms to one side allowing her to bounce up and down on his cock.

“Gee,” Morty said, equally distracted “It's been getting complicated. It's pretty hard to concentrate with, well, gee.” He looked down at his sister, Summer who was sucking his cock for all she was worth.

“For gods sakes boys,” Beth sighed without pausing her gyrations, “Bart Simpson's found the book he looking for, then used it to enchant a control collar that can subjugate Raven.”

“Jesus,” Summer said taking her brother's cock out of her mouth, “I've been able to follow it and I'm blowing you.”

“It's all just a bit weird,” Morty went on, “I mean it's all fucked up and perverted in the show, but now it's just the same here. I meant are we part of whatever the hell reality you made grandpa?”

“Jesus Morty,” Rick shouted, tossing Beth off his lap, “Don't do down that road it will not end well for either one of us.”

“Hey,” Beth snapped, staggering forward, then shrugged and turned to face Morty. “Want to have Mommy suck your cock son?”

“Um, well, yeah,” Morty stammered excitedly.

“Well, I guess I'll fuck Grandad then,” Summer said impassively, “I was getting sick of this little prick anyway.”

As the girls switched positions the giant screen burst into life again. On it, Bart Simpson walked by himself down one of the school's many corridors.

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Bart swaggered down the corridor with a self-satisfied jaunt. He had a plan, a very good plan. He had everything in place, he had all the tools he needed. The only thing he didn't have, was the faintest fucking idea where he was. Every corridor looked the same, lines of lockers, empty classrooms, and the occasional trash can.

“Damn it,” he swore, “Where the hell am I?”

“In the wrong corridor,” Nelson said stepping out from behind a locker.

“Do you people just hide behind lockers all day?” Bart demanded, more indignant than scared.

“I believe you have something that belongs to us,” Nelson said menacingly and launched a chubby first right into Bart's belly.

Bart started to double over but Chris Griffin stepped in behind him locking his arms behind his back.

“Don't tell me,” Bart wheezed, “You were hiding behind a locker too.”

The beating that followed was mercifully short, the two bullies being far more interested in Barts's backpack than him.

“What the hell is this?” Nelson asked confused emptying the contents of the bag. A half dozen very non-magical books fell to the ground in front of him.

“I believe,” Bart answered fighting to catch his breath, “They are called encyclopedias.”

Nelson lifted Bart clean off the ground, slamming him into the locker behind him.

“Where's the book?” he demanded his clenched fist inches from Barts's face.

“Safe,” Bart replied, “And unless Principle Griffins also hiding behind one of these lockers, you'd better take me to her.”

“Wow,” Chris marveled, “He's using his brain thoughts against you.”

“Yeah well,” Nelson grinned malevolently the old lady was prepared for this.

Chiss pulled a black bag over Bart's head and he was engulfed in darkness.

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When the Bag was removed, Bart was momentarily blinded by the light. He blinked a few times before his blurry vision cleared. He was in Principal Griffin's office and his mother sat in the seat in front of her desk.

“Oh Bart,” Marge groaned, “What have you gotten yourself into.”

“Wait outside boys,” Principal Griffin ordered her goons. She looked at Bart with a victorious scowl, “I've got you now punk.”

“Hey Mom,” Bart said casually as the bullies filled out.

“So Bart,” Principal Griffin cut him off her voice full of anger, “I thought you might try to pull some sort of bull shit, so I called in your Mother.”

“Principal Griffin please,” Marge sounded shocked, “Language.”

“Well Bart,” Louis went on, completely ignoring Marge, “Where's the book? Let me guess you've hidden it somewhere, haven't you?”

“Maybe,” Bart replied with a cheeky grin, “What are you going to do? Tell my Mommy on me?”

Lois's face darkened, “Oh I think I can do more than that. I think that my boys could do some extremely unpleasant things to your mother. Maybe you can watch, while I fuck you up the ass with a strap on.”

“Oh my,” Marge said shocked, “Mrs. Griffin, you shouldn't be talking like this.”

“Quiet,” Bart and Lois snapped at the same time.

Lois looked surprised at how Bart had talked to his mother and he cut in. “You can have your boy's go to town on her if you want.” Lois looked even more shocked at that. “It wouldn't be the first time, they've already spit-roasted her.”

“Bart,” Marge hissed, but he waved a hand to silence her.

“And the strap on,” he forged on, “That ain't going to happen, not if you want to get back what was in that air vent.”

For a long moment, Lois stared at Bart confused, then bolted to the air duct in the corner of the room. It seemed like weeks since Bart had first been in this office and found the huge bag of drugs, but it had only been yesterday.

“Where is it you little fuck?” Lois demand on her hands and knees her head in the, now empty, vent. “That was nearly six kilos of the best Peruvian marching powder known to man, I want it back.”

“Sure,” Bart folded his arms smugly, “I'm sure we can work something out.”

Lois charged at him without warning, her eyes full of instant insanity. “I'll kill you, you little fuck,” she screamed.

“Then you'll never see you're drugs again,” Bart said without flinching.

Lois froze a few feet away, her hand raised, fingers bent into claws ready to scratch the boy's eyes out. Marge hadn't moved from her seat, frozen in place by shock.

“How,” Lois asked panting slightly trying to control her rage.

Bart pulled his phone from his pocket and waved it in front of her, “As soon as you called my Mum, she phoned me. Turns out you can use these things for more than making dirty videos.”

“Um,” Marge chipped in hesitantly. “I'm sorry, but Bart was very insistent I take them and you really shouldn't be leaving people unattended in your office.”

Lois shot Marge a furious look and she snapped her mouth shut audibly.

“The hardest part was wandering around until your boys found me.” Bart continued calmly. “Hiding your drugs was far easier, I had Mum leave them somewhere they're guaranteed to be found.”

“What?” Lois shrieked her anger returning, “Do you have any idea what I had to do to get that? It's worth a fortune.”

“Exactly,” Bart agreed smugly, “So we need to wrap thing up here quickly. It'd take time to torture information out of us, time you don't have."

“Oh my,” Marge said shocked.

“You think you're so smart,” Lois hissed, “You have no idea who you're dealing with.”

“No bitch,” Bart retorted, raising his voice for the first time. “You had no idea who you were dealing with. I'm Bart fucking Simpson and I run this school. Now if you ever want to see one gram of that gear, you'll drop to your knees and beg forgiveness for being such a cunt.”

“Are you going to let him do this,” Lois said turning to Marge, her voice cracking, desperation setting in.

“Look, he's a good boy really,” Marge assured her meekly. “If you do what he says I'm sure it'll all work out.”

“Fine,” Lois growled furiously, “You win.” She threw herself onto her knees and scowled at Bart, “I surrender, please forgive me.”

“Forgive you for what?” Bart asked with a smile.

“For being a cunt,” Lois spat.

“Good,” Bart pulled his shorts down abruptly, “Now show me how sorry you are.”

“What?” Lois seemed genuinely surprised “What about her?” she nodded towards Marge.

“Mom, I almost forgot you were there, ” Bart joked, “Get you're tit's out, I have a use for you”

“You could say please,” Marge muttered but tugged the top of her green dress down anyway.

Lois stared stunned as Marge's enormous yellow tits flopped out. She turned from Mother to son, “Jesus, I really did underestimate you?”

“Yeah yeah,” Bart looked down at his rock-hard cock, “You think about that while you're sucking.”

Lois just chuckled to herself, “Now you're underestimating me kid. I didn't get to where I am by accident, I'm going to suck you till you go cross-eyed. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging to give me my drugs back.”

As she spoke Lois slowly unbuttoned her suit jacket, letting it fall to the ground behind her. Then in one sharp movement, she ripped her white buttoned blouse open. Bellow, she wore an open cup black bra, showing off all of her big pale breasts with their small pert red nipples.

“I'm going to take you around the world,” she promised Bart.

Abruptly she dropped down onto all fours. Her open mouth landing, with flawless accuracy, on Barts's cock. Her very first sucks were nearly strong enough to pull Bart off his feet. He lurched forward and steadied himself, then she really went to town.

She pumped her face up and down in a twisting whirlwind of gagging and spit. It was hands down the best blowjob Bart had ever had. She might be bat shit crazy but she had unquestionable skills.

“Oh my,” Marge said watching Lois work, “And I thought I knew what I was doing.”

“Damned amateurs,” Lois said, stopping to lick Bart's cock from balls to tip. She slapped it against her tongue a few time's for good measure. “I was a cock fiend even before the big smoosh, how about you get over her blue, I'll show you how it's done.”

“Actually,” Marge looked a little offended, “I'm not proud of it, but I've done a lot of, things, these last few years.”

“Shut up Mom,” Bart shook his head, “There's no point getting into a slut off with this crazy bitch, you can't win. Just get my cock in your mouth already.”

“Oh, okay” Marge looked a little crestfallen but
moved down next to Lois and the two started to take turns sucking.

The two quickly started competing against each other. Marge showed off her best tricks, learned from years of selling herself, while Lois sucked and bobbed with frenzied enthusiasm.

After a few minutes, the two fell in rhythm with each other, one sucking his cock as the other licked his balls. At one point they both pressed their open mouths on either side of his yellow prick, running their faces up and down its length in a perfect double blowjob.

“You do know your way around a cock,” Lois said to Marge, a hint of respect in her voice.

“Yeah, yeah,” Bart said unimpressed, “You can both suck cocks, but let's see how you handle a pussy, Mum on your back and spread them.”

“Really?” Lois laughed, “You're challenging me to eat pussy? Kid, I was munching rug while you were still sucking your Mommas big fat tittles.”

“So this morning then,” Bart shot back.

Marge had pulled off her green dress during the exchange and was lying on her back with her legs open.

“You're a filthy little bastard aren't you?” Lois said with a smile. She to stripped off her skirt leaving her in her garter belt, stockings, and open cup bra.

Bart took the chance to grope his Principal, squeezing each of her tits and her ass before she got down on all fours in-between Marge's legs.

“Oy my,” Marge gasped when the principal's tongue expertly started to probe her never regions. “Oh Jesus,” she groaned as Lois found her clit and gently nibbled on it. “Oh god, oh god,” she was screaming in under a minute.

Bart eyed Lois's now exposed clamshell pussy as she licked out his mother, “Might as well share the love,” he said taking up position behind her.

“There ain't no love between us toots,” Lois said in-between greedy slurps.

“I guess I just hate fuck you then,” Bart responded lightly and plunged into her soaking wet pussy. He pumped into her as fast as he could, but only managed to knock the rhythm of her licking off.

Irritated at her lack of reaction Bart doubled the pace, loud wet slapping noises reverberated around the office.

“Is it in yet?” Lois asked with a yawn and wink over her shoulder to Bart.

“Just keep licking, whore,” Bart ordered, but pulled out and raised his cock and inch. “Maybe you'd prefer it in here?”

Lois did her best to take it stoically as Bart slipped himself into her ass hole, but let out a few small grunts despite herself.

“Yeah you love it don't you bitch,” Bart landed a couple of open-handed slaps on her ass, “Admit it.”

“Damn you, you little bastard,” she said after a minute, “I've never had a cock up my ass I didn't enjoy.”

“I knew you loved it you dirty bitch,” Bart rewarded her by thrusting into her ass even faster.

“Could we maybe cut down on the dirty language?” Marge asked still on her back with her legs spread, her pussy now being neglected.

“Tell you what, how'd you like something dirty in your mouth?” Bart asked with a wicked grin.

“That's kind of the opposite of what I wanted,” Marge sighed getting up and leaning over Lois so her face rested on the small of her back.

“Fucking, Shit, Bitch, Cunt,” Bart rhymed off as many swear words as he could think of as he pulled out of Lois's behind and pushed straight into his Mother's mouth. He switched between ass and mouth every three of four thrusts for a while.

Bart started to get into it, his ball slamming against his Principal's ass and his Mother's chin with equal ferocity. He started to drag long stings of saliva out of his Marge's throat, they dripped down in-between Lois's ass cheeks lubing up his fucking.

“I thought it was her you were mad at,” Marge managed to gasp during one of her brief breaks and Bart stopped, cock deep in Lois's ass.

“Fair point Mum,” he admitted, “The two of you flip your whore ass's round, Mum you get below in sixty-nine position.”

“Wow, you really let him order you around,” Lois noted as they rearranged themselves.

“Like I said,” Marge answered nervously, “He's a good boy really, we just need to do what he says.”

“Wow, you did a number on her,” Lois sound impressed. Marge was on her back again, this time in front of Bart, with Lois on all four over her.

Bart had Lois suck the last of her ass juices off his cock before sliding it delicately into his mother, “That's right Mom,” he said sweetly, “You just need to keep on being my good little whore and it'll all work out.”

“Jesus Christ,” Lois started to say something scathing, but Bart grabbed her hair and rammed his cock into her open mouth. She got the exact opposite treatment of Marge, a fast brutal face fucking, before he returned to his slow gentle sex with his Mum.

He flicked between them like Jekyll and Hyde, lovingly riding Marge and callously destroying Lois's throat. Just as when he'd been face fucking Marge, saliva drizzled out the edges of Lois's mouth soaking his Mother's already wet pussy.

Rubbing his cock in the drool Bart lubed himself up and gently started to press it into Marge's ass. He fucked it slowly, just like he had her pussy, before rabidly pumping into Lois's mouth. She spluttered and gagged as he drove his cock deep down her throat, but never once struggled or complained.

A noise behind Lois, made Bart look up and he smiled down at the Principal, “You fucking love this don't you?” he asked her, dragging his erection out of her throat.

“I've had better,” Lois panted, coughing up phlegm and worse.

“Say it bitch,” Bart slapped her in the face.

“Oh you're the best cock I've ever tasted,” Lois rolled her eyes at him.

“Now suck my cock like a good girl and tell me I'm the boss,” he ordered his hands on his hips.

“Men,” Lois muttered, but put on a fake sweet voice, “You're the boss Bart, I just love your big fat cock.” She licked and kissed the full length of his cock as she talked.

Bart took back his manhood and started beating it in front of her face.

“Yeah, spray it all over my slut face,” Lois went on, licking her lips in what looked like genuine excitement.

“You're just my little pet slut now, aren't you bitch?” Bark grunted, beating himself as fast as he could.

“Yes Bart, I'm all yours, give it to me,” Lois opened her mouth letting her tongue drape down to her chin.

Bart came in a series of thick strings, splattering long lines across the length of her face. The spunk ran down from her eyes, across her tongue, and dripped down onto Marge's pussy, where it mixed with her spit and drool.

Without needing to be asked Lois delved back down and started licking the errant cum from Marge's crotch. She didn't stop until she'd gobbled up every last drop, rising with a triumphant look on her face.

“So was that the best you ever had?” she smiled, “Now give me my drugs back and I might treat you to round two some time.”

“Here you go,” Bart retrieved a tinny wrap and threw it in her direction.

“What the fuck is this?” Lois demanded, furious again.

“Your daily ration,” Bart explained smugly, “If you behave you'll get the same every day from now on.”

“Like hell,” insanity filled Lois's eyes again, “You can't play me like this, boy's get in here.”

“We're already here,” Nelson said from behind her. The two boys had come in some time ago.

“As you can see,” Bart said to the two hall monitors, “There has been a change in management. Like the lady said I'm now the boss.”

“What?” Lois looked from the goons to Bart, “No way. I'm in charge around here.”

Nelson looked at the cum splattered Principal, “You don't look like you're in charge anymore,” he observed.

“And without your goons you're nothing,” Bart concluded his arms folded.

“Chris,” Lois turned her attention to her son, now sounding desperate. “My baby, you wouldn't turn on your Mommy now would you.”

“You shout too much,” he replied coldly, “I don't want to play with you anymore.”

“Really?” Bart asked surprised, “Because I was thinking you two might like to play with her for the rest of the day. You can keep her out of my way and show her how things are going to be from now on.”

The two hall monitors exchanged a look then advanced on their former boss, their faces dark.

“Come on boys, it's me” Lois tried, but they grabbed an arm each and forced her to the ground.

“Oh my,” Marge said getting up, “You don't need me any more do you?” she asked watching Chris slapping his cock on Lois's face.

“You can't do this to me,” Lois raged, but Nelson had her arms pinned to the ground.

“Nah Mum,” Bart gave his mother a gentle slap on the ass, “You did good, you can head home now.”

“Okay honey,” she pulled her green dress on and they headed for the office door.

“Just make sure a good dinner and a better blowjob is waiting for me when I get home,” Bart added, looking back at the Hall monitors. Lois was already in a spit roast position with both boys deep inside her.

“Of course honey,” Marge agreed meekly, “It's been a long day.”

“I know,” Bart agreed “It's been going on forever, but I've just got one last thing to take care of.”

The two left Principle Griffin to her spit roasting.
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Simpsons Sex Universe Series 1	By : Firewalk Category: -Misc Cartoons > Crossovers Views: 16183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Simpsons Sex Universe Series 1