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Cheeky Girl	By : FairySlayer Category: +S through Z > Simpsons Views: 30025 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own "The Simpsons" or have any connection to the property whatsoever; I receive absolutely no money or compensation of any kind for writing this. This is strictly a parody intended for adults.

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It took only three days, five phone calls between Marge and Helen, Lisa’s promise not to talk about religion with Jessica, Marge’s assurance that she’d be there the whole time, and a little good old-fashioned begging on each girl’s part to arrange a sleepover for the next Saturday night.
Jessica was careful not to mention Bart while discussing it with her parents, and when her mother, Helen, brought up the issue of the spiky-haired hellion, Jessica used her well-rehearsed response, “Bart? Pfft! He was just an easily-manipulated surrogate for my self-destructive behaviors during my ‘personal crisis’ phase.”
Reverend Lovejoy just sighed and said softly, “Is that what we paid the psychiatrist three-thousand dollars for?” However, Helen seemed satisfied with her daughter’s answer.
Lisa had it a little easier dealing with her brother, though she didn’t tell him until they were watching television the night before. “Bart, just so you know, Jessica’s staying over tomorrow night,” she mentioned pleasantly.
“Whoa boy!” Bart shouted. “Way to go, Lisa!”
“Why are you so excited? She barely even talks to you,” Lisa reminded him.
“Yeah, but she can’t resist ol’ El Barto’s charms forever.” He smiled. “I bet she’s been using you to get information on me, and now she wants to see me in my sexy jammies,” he gloated while strutting around.
Lisa shook her head. “Look, Bart, I’m just asking you…” She suddenly dropped her sweet tone. “Oh, who am I kidding!? Do whatever you want, but if you screw up then her parents will never let her come over again.”
“All right, all right!” But you have to tell me one thing,” he said, suddenly losing his smile. “Why won’t she talk to me?”
“You’ll have to ask her,” Lisa said. Then she loudly sniffed the air before wrinkling her nose. “But you might wanna put on some cologne first. A lot of it.”
Bart briefly sniffed under both of his arms then just shrugged.
Late the next afternoon, Lisa was reading to Maggie in the living room when the doorbell rang. Lisa picked her little sister up and went to the entryway as Marge was opening the door.
“Hi, Jessica! Oh, and good afternoon, Helen,” Marge said. “Please, come right in.”
“Hi Jess. Hi Mrs. Lovejoy,” Lisa said while Maggie just waved to them and sucked on her pacifier.
“Hello, Mrs. Simpson. Hi Lisa, and hi, cutie pie!” Jessica said as she put down her pack and reached out for Maggie, who was reaching back to be taken. Though a little hesitant, Lisa handed her over. Then she stared at Jessica, unable to decide if she was her new best friend or worst enemy. However her attention quickly turned to the turquoise turtleneck and tight khaki slacks that the little Lovejoy was wearing, so she decided not to worry about the moral implications just then.
Helen handed her daughter’s overnight bag and a list of phone numbers to Marge. “I can’t tell you how much we appreciate this, Marge. Tim and I decided to have a romantic evening with just the two of us. Uh, our cell numbers are on there.”
Marge smiled, “And we’ll bring her stuff with us to church tomorrow.”
Helen looked around a little and then back at Marge, “Yep, all of it please. Ooh, I mean, make sure Jessica doesn’t forget anything, would you?”
“Fine,” Marge said flatly. “Have a nice time.”
Mrs. Lovejoy turned to leave but then looked back over her shoulder, “There’s an inventory on the back of the phone numbers. Have fun, sweetie!” She walked to her car.
“Bye, Mom!” Jessica called, eliciting more waving from Maggie, but Helen didn’t even look back.
Bart walked in from the dining room. “Oh, why hello, Jessica.” He reeked of the cheapest cologne: Homer’s.
Marge swung Jessica’s overnight bag into Bart’s chest, making him catch it with a little oomph. “Here, bring this up to Lisa’s room. And take a bath while you’re up there. I have to go start dinner.” She left via the dining room.
“Awww,” Bart said as he turned to go upstairs, first putting the bag on the floor so he could take it by the handles. Jessica stepped over to him and purred, “Thank you, Bart,” before leaning in and giving his cheek a gentle lick. For a split second as she had leaned towards him he’d expected a kiss, if only to tease him; but this took him completely by surprise. She turned, took Lisa’s hand, and the two scampered off to the living room before he could respond. He stood there, thoroughly flustered for a moment, but he finally just went upstairs as he had been told, except for forgetting to take Jessica’s bag.
Lisa opened Jessica’s school backpack and looked at it in awe. “Oh, that’s right, you get homework on the weekends!” she said excitedly.
“Yeah, but I did it already. I didn’t want it to get in the way of our fun,” Jessica said while starting a game of patty-cake with Maggie. After sensing Lisa’s disappointment she added, “But I’d love you to check it later. Right now, though, we need to go upstairs and change someone’s diaper. I’m curious to see how you do it.” She picked Maggie up and headed for the stairs
Lisa picked up Jessica’s backpack and started up ahead of the older girl. “You’ve never seen a diaper changed before?”
“No, silly,” she whispered. “How you do it.” She handed Maggie to Lisa and grabbed her overnight bag before stopping to think for a moment. “I’ll be right up,” she said before running towards the kitchen through the dining room.
Lisa took Maggie upstairs, dropping the backpack just inside her bedroom, and had just started to undress Maggie when Jessica appeared with a plastic bag full of ice. “I hear the bath running, so Bart won’t bother us for a while,” Jessica commented while closing the door. Then she went over to the crib, switched off the baby monitor and closed the window shade.
“What’s that for,” Lisa asked, indicating the ice cubes while cleaning her little sister’s private areas.
“Oh, I wanted to try a little experiment, so I told your mom that I bumped my head this morning,” she explained while opening the bag.
“Don’t tell me: you ‘accidentally ran into’ a bible that your mother was holding,” Lisa said, mildly sarcastic. Jessica broke out in laughter.
For the first time Lisa could remember, Jessica laughed like she really meant it. “I’ll have to remember that one,” she said while catching her breath. “But, no, your mother would have asked too many questions and tried to ‘rescue’ me if she thought that. Your mother’s very nice like that. I’m almost sorry that I have to tell my mom something bad about yours to keep her happy.”
Lisa decided it would be wiser not to ask Jessica about her relationship with the gossipmonger Mrs. Lovejoy. Jessica walked over to the changing table and looked at Maggie before running a finger from the baby’s chin down to her belly button, which she gently poked a few times. Maggie giggled. Jessica took her hand away and said, “Okay.”
Lisa picked up Maggie’s left leg with one hand and used the other to put a few shakes of baby powder between her legs. She put down the bottle and started rubbing it into the baby’s mons and outer folds of her labia before reaching under and rubbing it into the bottoms of her butt cheeks. Jessica kept refocusing her glance: on Lisa’s hands, then Maggie’s face, Lisa’s face, and this made the blonde a little nervous. Sensing Lisa’s discomfort, Jessica stepped just behind her to watch from the side, though Lisa could still see her doing something out of the corner of her eye.
Feeling impatient, Maggie rolled herself over on her stomach and stuck her butt in the air for Lisa. “Thanks, Maggie,” Lisa giggled. Trying to forget that Jessica was even there, Lisa began rubbing her sister’s bottom in earnest, drawing circles with her fingertips and then gently spreading her moons with her thumbs, allowing her fingers to slide in between and play with her nearly invisible backdoor and other nether regions. Maggie closed her eyes and began to breathe heavily, even letting the pacifier fall out of her mouth.
“Oh, I can help now,” Jessica said while stepping forward. Lisa gasped when she saw that Jessica had taken off her sweater and blouse, now being completely topless. She was rubbing her right nipple with the ice cube, making it swollen and hard. Jessica flicked the ice cube into the trash can then picked Maggie up in her left arm, pressing the baby’s face up next to her hardened natural pacifier. “Keep going, Lisa,” she instructed while pulling a honey packet out of her right pants pocket. She quickly opened it with her teeth, making a tiny hole that she used to squirt a very thin stream of the sweet goo onto her developing breast. She dropped the packet on the changing table and then guided Maggie’s mouth towards the sweet spot.
Lisa kept working Maggie’s behind, stroking and pinching lightly between bouts of fingering her crack and rosebud. Meanwhile, Maggie went for the bait and clamped onto Jessica’s breast, sucking it gently at first but harder as Lisa worked her bottom over a little more vigorously.
“Oh, that is nice,” Jessica commented. She picked up the packet to apply more honey, but Maggie wouldn’t let her. She was enjoying it just fine. “Oh, you’re such a sweet baby. Yes you ahhhhhhhre,” Jessica said with a shudder. “God, Lisa, I can’t wait until tonight,” she said while undoing her slacks with one hand, letting them drop to reveal nothing but a thong protecting her most private areas. “Can you do us both?” she asked Lisa.
After glancing back at the door nervously, Lisa stood next to Jessica and got on her knees. With one hand she continued to fondle Maggie’s behind, and with the other she started to rub Jessica’s plump cheeks. Jessica put her hand on the back of Lisa’s head, guiding it to her butt. Lisa kissed the side of the raven-haired girl’s ass, just quickly at first; but with an absence of complaints, she kissed harder, running the insides of her lips up and down over the backside while struggling to keep her right hand working on her sister’s bottom. Jessica then pushed the hand from Maggie’s bottom and guided it to where Lisa was kissing her. “Please, just do me now,” she nearly begged while stroking Maggie’s legs, bum, back and head by herself. She also kissed Maggie’s head and face between moans of delight.
Lisa walked on her knees, positioning herself directly behind Jessica, and grabbed both cheeks firmly in her hands. Then she stuck her face right in the middle, rubbing up and down, back and forth, in the warm softness. Jessica’s behind was clean and had a hint of perfume. Lisa kissed up and down the edges of that magnificent crack, slowly working her nose and lips a little deeper inside each time while her hands squeezed and stroked the cheeks a little harder. Lisa ran her upper teeth along the inside, letting them catch on the string of the older girl’s thong.
Jessica suddenly spread her knees a little and pushed the front of her thong down. “You can take it off,” she told the busy second grader. Lisa didn’t hesitate. She grabbed the sides and slid it down to Jessica’s knees, letting them drop onto the slacks that were still around her ankles. Jessica fingered her vulva with her free hand as Lisa went to town, licking, sucking, and even gently biting the insides and edges of her bum. Lisa started licking in long, wet strokes deep inside as Jessica fingered her own slit. Lisa worked her way into Jessica’s little rose hole and roughly ran her tongue around the outside edge a few times before dragging it across the tiny spot.
She could feel the movements of Jessica’s masturbation on her chin, so she brought in a thumb to take over at the brunette's backdoor as she dropped down on the other hand and began licking and sucking her way to Jessica’s love zone. Not wanting to jab her new buddy, Jessica started to draw her finger forward, but Lisa reached with one hand and caught the older girl’s wrist, bringing it back so she could suck each of her three fingers up against her labia. Jessica began fingering her clit while Lisa returned to tonguing and sucking on her inner folds. Lisa started drawing her tongue back across the older girl’s perineum towards her anus, where she deposited another good layer of saliva for her fingers to work with. Then she started nibbling the inside edge of Jessica’s cheek, barely able to keep from biting too hard. The older girl gasped and started shaking. Lisa then kissed around her teeth marks and worked her face back to where Jessica wanted it, right at the entrance to her love opening.
Maggie released Jessica’s nipple to look up and see why she wasn’t getting any more special attention, but when she saw Jessica’s closed eyes and expression of ecstasy, she leaned over and started working on the tip of Jessica’s other nipple. Maggie smiled when this made the dark-haired girl gasp. Jessica responded to this act of unselfishness by shifting her left arm so that she held Maggie’s bottom in that hand, which she then used to massage and finger the tiny girl’s behind. It was tough for the fourth grader to hold Maggie like that, so Jessica had to push her pelvis forward, arching backwards to hold the baby’s weight against her taut stomach.
Lisa buried her face in Jessica’s behind and gripped hard as Jessica fingered herself wildly and gasped heavily. Lisa shoved her tongue as far as it would go into her friend’s back door and twisted her head wildly while pressing the cheeks closed against her face.
“AIIIGH!” Jessica squealed as she came, releasing more of her juices onto her thighs and Lisa’s chin. Lisa felt her tongue being squeezed by Jessica’s involuntary contractions, but she kept sucking and kneading while Jessica continued fingering herself, working her orgasm for all it was worth.
However, Jessica’s knees went wobbly and she couldn’t keep her pose. She tried to steady her footing but her slacks tripped her and she fell backwards onto Lisa. The blonde quickly twisted sideways and grabbed Jessica around her waist, holding the older girl’s bum against her stomach as they fell into a heap. Jessica landed with her bare rump on the floor next to Lisa’s ribcage, but she managed to cradle Maggie in both arms on the way down. Simultaneously, both Lisa and Jessica said, “Are you okay, Maggie?”
The baby responded by squealing gleefully and shaking her arms in the “again” signal. Lisa and Jessica both laughed.
“How about you?” Lisa asked with a smile as she stood up and wiped some remaining baby powder off the front of her red dress.
“Fine, until someone shows up to see what happened,” she laughed while handing Maggie to her.
Lisa quickly retrieved the baby wipes for Jessica before quickly putting a diaper on Maggie and starting to dress her. Jessica did a few quick wipes of her honeypot and butt before pulling her thong and slacks back up. Then she rolled onto her knees and grabbed her blouse and sweater. She stood up and put them on quickly before flicking the baby monitor back on and raising the window shade.
Jessica threw the used wipes into the diaper bucket and retrieved the box from the floor. Before putting it away, she pulled out one more wipe and playfully rubbed it across Lisa’s face, making both the blonde and the baby laugh. Jessica then leaned her face in close to Maggie’s and said, “This is a secret for just us girls, right?” she said sweetly. Maggie quickly stuck her pacifier back in her mouth and then raised both of her fingers in the classic V pose and sucked twice while nodding. Jessica kissed her on the forehead as the door opened.
“What’s going on up here?” Marge asked as she entered the room.
“Oh, I was just changing Maggie,” Lisa said while picking her sister up and turning towards her mother.
Marge shot her a strange look until Jessica explained with a little embarrassment, “I was trying to learn how to do it, but I kind’a made a little mess and Lisa was just cleaning up.”
Marge was still suspicious because all three girls were smiling so much, but she decided that if they were happy then she should be too. She smiled and then reached over, taking Maggie from Lisa. “I see. Anyway, dinner’s in about an hour.” She looked at Lisa’s powder-smeared dress and murmured. “We’re eating in the dining room, so you should put on some clean clothes, Lisa.”
“Okay, Mom,” Lisa said while looking down at the mess on her dress. After Marge left, the two girls did a quick check to make sure nothing else was out of place. Lisa grabbed the bag of melting ice cubes and they both went towards Lisa’s bedroom.
Outside Lisa’s door, Lisa handed the bag to Jessica and said, “I probably should rinse with mouthwash or something.”
She started turning towards the bathroom when Jessica seized her shoulders and spun her back. Without a word, Jessica kissed Lisa deeply again, pressing her tongue into the smaller girl’s mouth and running it back and forth until Lisa tongued her back. The bathroom door suddenly opened and the girls pulled away quickly, forming a saliva bridge between them which soon fell onto their chins. Jessica quickly wiped hers as Lisa turned to see who was coming, so Jessica quickly wiped Lisa’s chin as well.
They both looked on silently as Bart came out of the bathroom, wearing a towel around his waist. He was hunched over, working another towel in his wet hair with both hands. He straightened out and saw the two girls looking at him.
“Hiiii, Bart,” Jessica crooned.
Bart suddenly looked up and sucked in his gut, causing the towel around his waist to come loose. He quickly covered up with the towel in his hands and bent over, trying to pick up the first one. Jessica shyly waved at him as he struggled to sort his towels out, making him fumble as he almost waved back. He clumsily held the towels against his front and his butt while rushing back to his room.
Jessica looked at Lisa and wiped more saliva off the younger girl’s lip, commenting, “Thought I got all of that.”
“You did, but then I saw Bart’s butt!” Lisa joked.
“You’re insatiable!” Jessica laughed as she playfully pushed Lisa towards the bathroom. “Wash up. I’ll pick out another dress for you… and we’ll get some more ice to play with later.” She threw the bag to Lisa, who caught it but was splashed in the process. Lisa laughed as she went into the bathroom.
After brushing, rinsing, and even dabbing on a tiny bit of perfume, Lisa went back to her room to find some of Jessica’s stuff on her bed and the older girl going through her closet. “This might be nice for dinner,” Jessica said while handing Lisa a blue dress with white trim that she sometimes wore to church. “I think I have a matching light-blue ribbon for your hair too.”
“Thanks,” Lisa said as she took the dress and started to change.
The little Lovejoy went back to the bed and rummaged through her bag before taking out her own evening dress. “I’ll change in the bathroom,” she said and started towards the bedroom door. Lisa hadn’t even thought anything of it until Jessica turned back with a wink and added, “So I don’t get you started again or anything.”
“Hey!” Lisa protested. Her arms slowly folded across her chest as she started to pout, but instead she thought about it and found herself giggling. It was the kind of thing that real girl friends say to each other all the time.
“Just kidding!” Jessica chirped as she kept walking. “I need to use the bathroom anyway.”
Lisa put on her dress and found some nice short pink socks, but she decided to skip the shoes. She noticed the backpack on the floor and decided to check her new friend’s homework now, lest it get in the way of more fun later. She dragged it to the desk, opened it, and pulled out the binder.
After sitting down and flicking on the desk lamp, she started looking through the worksheets. One had something that Lisa wasn’t sure of, so she dug through Jessica’s pack and found the reading anthology book. Unlike most of Springfield Elementary School’s books, this one seemed almost brand new, with crisp white pages and no stray marks, all with book covers that Jessica had made and decorated herself. The smell of new books and obvious measures of protecting them made Lisa smile, and she easily found where the older girl had left off by standing it on its spine and letting it fall open. After seeing that Jessica’s answer was correct, Lisa noticed a piece of paper wedged between the hard cover and the hand-made one.
It was a worn-out piece of paper, torn off from one of those posters that are found in libraries, coffee houses, or even the Kwik-E-Mart. Lisa unfolded it and her smile disappeared: it was the phone number for a rape crisis center. The large block letters stating, “IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT,” were cracked along the fold, as if it had been opened and refolded several times, and Lisa easily recognized the tear stains on it.
Hearing footsteps in the hallway, she quickly shoved the scrap back in its place and closed the book before moving on to the next worksheet.
“Geez, Lisa,” Jessica said as she put her neatly folded afternoon clothes into her overnight bag. “You need to learn to relax once in a while.”
Lisa forced a smile and answered, “Well, you got to have your fun, so now I get to have mine.” Jessica just looked at her for a moment before Lisa realized how nerdy that sounded. “Wow! I guess you’re right,” she said with a nervous laugh before stuffing the papers back into the binder.
Jessica walked over to Lisa as she was bending over to put everything in the backpack. She knelt down and put a hand on the younger girl’s back, holding her in an awkward position before purring in her ear, “Later tonight, Lisa, we’re both going to have more fun than you ever imagined.”
“My parents wanted me to give you this,” Jessica said while holding a bottle of red wine out to Marge as Lisa watched with a smile.
Not even Jessica was expecting Marge’s response. “Mrrrrr,” she grumbled while taking it to the kitchen counter. She dug through some papers and flipped one over before muttering, “Well, it’s not on the inventory.” She turned to the dumbfounded fourth-grade girl and merrily said, “Why, thank you sweetie! That’s very thoughtful. Oh, and you two look so lovely tonight. Please, go sit down.”
She got out the bottle opener as Jessica and Lisa went into the dining room. They sat down next to each other, across from Bart and Maggie, who were both dressed up for dinner as well.
Marge carried in two wine glasses and the bottle as Homer came in, dressed as usual in a white shirt and blue pants. “Homer, didn’t I mention we have a guest for dinner tonight and we should all get dressed up?” Marge said with a hint of distress.
“What do you mean, Marge? I got dressed, didn’t I?” Homer answered plainly. “I remember how mad you got when the Hibberts were over last week, hee hee.”
Bart looked at Jessica with a smile and said, “Oh, man, you should have seen it!”
“I don’t think she wants you to share that mental image, Bart,” Lisa dryly cut in.
Jessica just looked at him with a hint of a smile. “Yeah, you’re probably right,” he admitted. A little embarrassed, he took a deep breath and started looking around the room.
Marge laughed nervously and poured a glass of wine for her husband. “Hey, why can’t I have beer?” he complained.
“Try it. It’s a gift from the Lovejoys,” she told him.
“The who?” he asked.
“You know Reverend Lovejoy and his wife Helen.”
Homer stared blankly at her.
“He’s been our minister for over fifteen years.”
No response.
“She runs your AA meetings that you never go to.”
“Oh!” he beamed. “The insufferable gossip! Yeah. He’s a nice enough guy, too, but a little preachy.”
Marge looked at him and frantically nodded towards the young Lovejoy. “Yes, their daughter Jessica, who is sitting right next to you, brought it with her.” The dark-haired little girl just smiled politely.
Homer didn’t pay attention and instead took a swig of wine. “Hmmm, a lot better than that crap he gives us in church.”
Marge brought a hand to just above her eyes and shook her head while returning to the kitchen. Homer looked around. “Hey, you look really pretty, Lisa. Oh, and Bart, you’re quite the handsome devil tonight, and Maggie you're so adorable!” He then noticed Jessica, “And, hey, Marge? What’s our oldest daughter’s name?”
“Lisa,” Marge called as she carried in a couple of platters. She muttered, “What happened to that diagram I made you?”
“No, the other oldest one, unless I’ve been calling the wrong one Lisa all these years,” he said while pointing at Jessica, who just giggled conspicuously with a hand over her mouth until she had his attention.
“What a sense of humor you have, Mr. Simpson,” she said while cutely swatting the air with an exaggerated flick of her wrist. “My mother warned me you’re the silliest man in town.”
Bart and Lisa immediately giggled, and even Marge couldn’t repress a snicker. Homer smiled at Jessica and lightly mussed her hair. “Why, thank you, new Lisa.”
“Homer,” Marge reminded him impatiently, “For the last time, that’s Jessica Lovejoy.”
Homer looked at her defensively. “Hey! Why are you getting mad at me? You’re the one who had another kid without telling me.”
Marge sighed and put a big slice of meatloaf on his plate. “Just eat your dinner, Homey.” After serving everyone, Marge sat down and poured herself a really big glass of wine too.
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