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New Years Game Night II	By : Lennox Category: +S through Z > Simpsons Views: 17145 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own The Simpsons. The characters are the property of 20th Century Fox and I am not associated with the owners of the show. This story is a work of fan-fiction, was written for entertainment purposes, and is not intended for profit.

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Chapter 3
It was 10:30 in the evening when everyone decided to take a break and help themselves to snacks and drinks from Quimby’s pantry.
“Oh, and you should all check this out.” Jessica said as she pushed the back wall of Quimby’s closet aside. Behind the plain wooden panel was a hidden ladder. “You can either go up to the roof or down to the basement. Only the heads of security know about this... and me too obviously.” Before too long, Jessica found herself standing up on the roof between Bart and Lisa and looking over the incredible sight of the festivities down below.
“Aren’t you freezing?" Lisa asked as Jessica joined them. "You should have put something on before you came up here. Maybe some shoes at least.” Jessica just shrugged her shoulders as she stood barefoot on the snowy rooftop, wearing nothing but her shirt.
“Rules are rules, Lisa. Clothes don’t go back on until the end of the game. And besides, I won’t be up here long. I just wanted to apologise.”
“Apologise for what?” Bart asked as Jessica put her hands on their shoulders.
“Geez Bart, you are dense. Apologise for framing you for the collection plate. I should have said it last year, after I realised how much fun we could have had... and are having now.”
“Fun?” Lisa asked, brushing her hand away. “So the only reason you’re saying sorry is not because of guilt, but because you’re enjoying our company?” Jessica knew Lisa wouldn’t be so forgiving, but she was still sincere about it.
“I’ll admit I’m jealous of what you two have, and I’ll admit that I want to hear and watch as much as I can...”
“Fat chance of that,” Lisa said as she folded her arms and turned away.
“Anyway, I was hoping that you two would have warmed up to me by now. I like you, both of you, a lot more than just friends. But I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for the trouble I caused. I don't know if you'll believe me, but I want to assure you that I’ll keep your secret.” She planted a soft kiss on their cheeks before she made her way back to the hatch. “Let me know if there’s ever anything I can do to make it up to you. And you know that I mean anything. But for now, you should come back inside. We’re going to start again soon.”
“You’re not actually going to buy any of that are you Bart?” Lisa asked once Jessica had climbed down the ladder and closed the hatch.
“Not really. It could be just the kinky side of it, but there is a part of me that wants the three of us to all be friends,” Bart said as he rested his arms on the snowy ledge. “And she’s known about us all year. If she’d told anyone then surely we’d be in some sort of trouble by now.”
“They all know about us Bart. And that’s six more people than I’m comfortable with. How do we know that this isn’t another scheme of hers? Before you know it, she’ll be wanting to act as if she’s our sister and called herself Jessica Simpson just as an excuse to act out her fantasies.”
“Look, I’m not going to suggest we trust her or anything. But we don’t have to forgive her right away. How about we just keep her offer in mind and play things out. We'll be cautious and we’ll see what happens.” Bart made his way back to the hatch, but Lisa stayed looking over the party.
“Yeah, maybe,” Lisa was still unconvinced.
“Or we could hold it over her head. She did say that she’d do anything. Maybe we could make her squirm.” A smile crossed Lisa’s lips and she giggled at the idea
“You know what, big brother?” she asked, kissing him softly on the cheek. “You can be a genius sometimes.”
*****
Several empty soda cans and bottles were littered around the floor, along with some beer bottles around Laura’s seat. She was slightly tipsy and, like the others, incredibly horny.
“There you two are. *hic* Come on; let’s get this show on the road." With the new rules of everyone removing a piece of clothing each turn, Jessica spun the bottle and Nelson was up.
“Gimme a dare Jess. Make it a good one,” he said, shortly before taking a drink.
“You gotta come over here and kiss my ass, with tongue,” Jessica said with a smirk. Nelson almost dropped his can and spat out the soda in his mouth, coughing and spluttering.
“Wh...what?” he asked, hoping he missed heard. Jessica shifted onto her hands and knees and turned around, looking back over her shoulders at him.
“You heard me,” she said. “Kiss my ass, Nelson.” Nelson gulped and put his can on the floor behind him. The idea of kissing and licking anyone’s ass as a dare hadn’t entered anyone’s mind.
“Don’t worry, I’m clean,” Jessica said as Nelson shuffled forward on his knees. He hesitated for a moment, more worried about the idea instead of being shy of placing his hands on Jessica’s hips. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against her left ass cheek. He broke contact almost as quickly as he started it and Jessica wasn’t impressed.
“That won’t do at all Nelson. Just imagine you’re making out with someone,” Jessica said as she moved her hands to her ass and spread her cheeks apart. “Except you’re doing it right the in middle there.” Nelson gulped and just looked at the small yellow hole that was Jessica’s rear entrance. Slowly, he moved his face closer. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, but at the last moment he let go and pulled himself back.
“I’m sorry, I can’t. I just... I can’t.” Jessica sighed as she sat back on the ground.
“Then you gotta take a penalty, and take something off.” Nelson sighed as he pulled his arms through the holes in his vest and he tossed it behind him. He drew the first card and his face fell.
“I can’t go back to your ass?” he asked, almost as if he was begging too. Jessica shook her head. As much as she wanted to feel a tongue at her back door, she knew that she couldn't afford to be slack when it came to the rules of her game. Nelson sighed as he read the card. This was karma getting him back for all those years of bullying at school.
“Strip naked and walk up to each member of the group. With your eyes closed, they must do one of the following. Kiss your privates, punch them, kick them or smack them.” Milhouse’s eyes light up like a christmas tree. Finally, something he could do to Nelson that would be causing him some pain instead. Nelson sighed in defeat and stood up. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks. His pants, briefs and shirt were soon thrown and discarded with the rest of his clothes. Despite being nervous and embarrassed, he was still hard as a rock. He was the first one to lose his clothes, beating both Jessica and Allison (who were bottomless and topless respectively). He turned to Milhouse first, deciding to get the worst over and down with. He’d tormented him the most of all.
“Don’t suppose it’s too late to say sorry?” he asked. Milhouse just shook his head. Nelson took a deep breath, closed his eyes and just waited for the inevitable pain from a fist of a foot to his crotch. But instead, he felt a harsh slap as his cock wobbled from his crotch. He hissed at the light stinging as he opened one eye, expecting Milhouse to hit him again.
“I wanted to kick you Nelson, I really did. But I’m better than that. I’m not going to stoop to your level. Remember that.” Secretly relived, he moved over to Colin. Like Milhouse, Colin too slapped him, but much, much lighter. Nelson barely felt it. Lisa was next, and he felt a swift kick in the balls. Grabbing himself, Nelson fell to his knees. He bit his lip, refusing to cry and give her the satisfaction.
“That’s for lying to me when we were dating.” she said as she sat down. With a hiss and the feeling that his balls were now halfway to his stomach, Nelson struggled to his feet. Bart, thinking like Milhouse, gave a him harsh slap, while Allison and Laura both gave a soft kiss. He moved to Jessica who, much to his and everyone’s surprise took his entire length in her mouth. As his cock rested on her tongue, she decided then and there that she would get him off. Even though he’d been slapped and kicked, he was still horny. His cum on Laura’s chest less than half an hour ago didn’t tire him out in the least. It only took a minute of sucking before he unloaded at the back of Jessica’s throat. The reverend’s daughter was more than happy to swallow every drop and it made him feel a lot better. After his cum, he took back his spot between Milhouse and Laura. It hurt a little, but he was able to lean forward and spin the bottle.

“Um... truth?” Milhouse said, fearing that a dare would give Nelson the chance for revenge against the slapping.
“Relax four-ey... Milhouse. I wasn’t going to do anything to get you back. I know that I deserved it. But I’m not letting you off that easily. You gotta tell us something that you’ve never done and want to try.”
“Well, after last year I guess my secret’s already out. But I’d love to get a foot job from a girl. Lisa would be ideal, but that’s not going to happen.”
“Yeah, it’s not... or anything like that... ever.” Lisa said, still remembering him licking sauce from her toes last year. Milhouse quietly sighed, but sulking about it wasn’t going to do anything. With Nelson’s question answered, and once he’d removed his shirt, he spun the bottle.

The bottle came to a stop in front of Bart, while Allison was almost squirming in her seat.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Jessica asked as she placed her hand on Allison’s leg. “You should have gotten off on my knee when you had the chance. Now you’re trying to ignore that itching feeling of needing to cum,” Allison just shook her head. Jessica could not be more wrong. While she was feeling the urge to cum, it wasn’t why she was squirming.
“No, no. It’s not that. I have to... go pee. I’ve been holding it in since before the break.”
“So why didn’t you say anything?”
“Because... having to go on you and in front of everyone would be embarrassing.” Jessica’s face lit up, she completely forgot that was a standing dare. “And now I’m busting, I can’t hold it in.”           “Then don’t. You just stand up and let it go.” Allison knew she was fighting a losing battle with her bladder. She should have just asked where the bathrooms were. Jessica and Laura were never going to tell her now. As soon as she stood, Jessica shuffled over on her knees. She lifted Allison’s dress and her eyes fell onto her bare yellow slit. Jessica wished she had more time to admire it as she hadn’t seen or tasted it since last year, but a slight gasp from Allison’s mouth told her that she didn’t have any time at all to just gaze at the view. A slight trickle seeped from her folded and Jessica had to force Allison’s legs apart to get her head in between. As soon as Jessica sealed her mouth around her slit, Allison squeaked as she lost her fight. What started out as a small trickle quickly escalated into a full torrent of golden liquid. Jessica gulped it down as fast as she could, but drinking straight from someone else was something she simply wasn’t used to. Despite how fast she drank, her mouth filled up too quickly and it started to seep from the corners of Jessica’s lips and drip down her chin. Everyone else watched and felt a little queasy as Jessica drank, but Bart still had fond memories of pissing straight into Jessica’s mouth last year. Allison felt a wave of relief as she emptied her bladder, leaning her head back and sighing. It felt so much better. But it wasn’t long before her torrent died down and Jessica swallowed the final drops. She sighed as she moved to take back her seat, but Jessica grabbed her hips.
“Um, Jessica?” Allison asked, but Jessica just kept her mouth around her cunt. Allison quivered as she felt something warm and wet brush against her pussy, before gasping.
“She’s... she’s licking me,” Allison stuttered as Jessica’s tongue was buried inside her cunt. For Jessica, the taste of Allison’s piss and cunt combined was the perfect combination as both flavours mixed on her tongue. Allison’s gripped Jessica’s hair as her knees quivered. She’d forgotten how good this felt and wondered why she hadn’t sought this out earlier in the year. It didn’t take long for Allison to cum with Jessica’s tongue deep in her snatch. She humped her hips against her mouth, her little clit brushing up against Jessica’s nose as her orgasmic juices coated over Jessica’s tongue. When Jessica pulled back, Allison’s knees gave way and she fell to the ground.

As the hour went on, Bart and Lisa had to swap clothes while Colin admitted that he wouldn’t mind sleeping with Bart. Allison had to lie down while Colin dragged a buzzing vibrator over her naked body and Allison dared Laura to use the toy on the lowest setting for several minutes without cumming. Nelson had to, reluctantly, jerk onto his hand and lick the mess. But as the final fifteen minutes of the year rolled in, the bottle stopped at Allison. Unable to think of anything, Nelson drew a dare card.
“Allison, you can wear only your shoes for this one. I dare you to go and scatter your clothes around the party outside. The only way you can get them back is if you get them yourself when we’re done, or if you swap clothes with someone else and that person has to hunt them down.”
“Outside... naked...?” Allison stuttered.
“Well, not completely. It’s cold, so I said you could take your shoes.” Allison had lost all her clothes at this point of the game. They lay scattered behind her.
“Wait a second Allison,” Jessica said as she dug through her bag. “Let’s make this more fun.” Jessica had something hidden in her fist as she pressed her hand against Allison’s slit. The brunette groaned as Jessica slipped something inside her soaked cunt. Knowing she’d have to take a penalty if she didn’t, Allison scooped up her clothes and bundled them into her arm. Rather than walking naked through the building with countless cameras watching her, she opted to take the secret ladder to the roof and climb down the fire escape at the back. She was shivering by the time she got to the ground, and the group ran to the mayor’s office window to watch her sneak through the crowd. Allison only had four items of clothing to hide, but she’d have to hide them well. If they were found, then she’d have a hard time getting them back or sneaking home. She hid herself at the corner of the building, darting out and jumping behind a pizza stall. She suddenly felt something buzzing inside her, and a loud moan escaped her lips. She quickly covered her mouth, but only after the stall attendant had heard her. As the man made his way around the back, Allison had to roll under the back table and hide under a cloth. As Jessica’s tiny toy buzzed inside her, she watched as the man’s feet walked and stopped right by her head. No doubt he was trying to find the source of the strange groan, and Allison begged him in her mind not to look under the table. But lucky for her, the man kept walking. When it was safe to move on, she left her shirt under the table and dashed out from under the table.
Allison glared at the darkened window. She couldn’t see Jessica or the others in the pitch black office, but Jessica smiled as she held a remote in her hand. With a flick of her finger, she increased the tiny vibrating egg in Allison’s slit, and she watched the girl’s legs almost give way below her.
“Come on Jess, leave her alone for now. I gotta go.” Bart lifted Lisa’s dress up around his waist and pulled the panties down around his hard cock. It felt so good to be free of the restraining piece of clothing. Despite being rock solid, he still needed to piss. It took Jessica a second to realise what he meant, but he dropped down to her knees and took his shaft into her mouth. Bart’s flow began almost straight away, a trickle of piss dripping into her mouth. It had been a full year since she last drank from Bart’s cock, and it was a taste she was keen to try again. Undeterred with this girl drinking from her boyfriend brother’s dick, Lisa moved to stand next to Jessica.
“Bart, hold my leg up for me.” Lisa said as she dropped Bart’s shorts and stepped out of them. She pulled his underpants to the side as Bart held his sister’s ankle in his hand. As Bart urinated into Jessica’s mouth, Lisa started to piss over Jessica’s head. Her jet black hair was soon drenched with her golden liquid, and Milhouse, Nelson, Colin and Laura all felt uneasy with the act. Almost in unison, the four of them stepped aside to avoid any splashing and the smell. Bart and Lisa marked Jessica, and they both knew that that if Jessica was truly sorry for her past actions, the two of them would put her through a lot before they accepted her apologies. As soon as Bart finished, Jessica glued her lips to Lisa’s slit. Lisa’s stream didn’t last much longer, but she pressed her hand against the back of her soaked head.
“You ate Allison out after you drank from her, you can damn well do the same to me!”

Unaware of Jessica’s treatment above, Allison struggled to keep moving. She’d dumped her headband behind a stage as a band led the dancers with their music. She dropped her skirt in one of the unused bumper cars behind the ride’s massive platform.
“Oh shit.” Allison hissed as the vibrations increased in strength yet again. She stumbled and fell to the ground. She struggled back to her feet and she ran, as best she could, to the nearest stall. Hidden under the cloth, she couldn’t take any more. The vibrations inside her sere getting too strong, and her lust-filled body couldn’t resist it anymore. She clamped her hand over her mouth and her fingers attacked her clit. She came in less than a minute, squirting her juices over her fingers and onto the ground below. She groaned as she pushed a finger inside herself and scooped out the small vibrating bullet. Leaving it to buzz in her fist, she left her panties on the ground and made her way back to the fire escape.
Allison made it back into the room to find another dare already in place. Milhouse sat in the centre of the circle with Jessica’s bare feet hugging his dick. His hands were on his ankles as Jessica moved and jerked her legs up and down. With closed eyes, Milhouse pictured Lisa doing this for him, her soft soles rubbing up and down his hard shaft. But Milhouse’s foot fetish was one that Lisa didn’t share, and it was Nelson who dared Jessica to do it. She grinned at Allison as she walked in, acting as if this was perfectly normal. As Milhouse came, Jessica held her toes over the head of his cock and they became sticky with his semen. With her dare completed, she pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it aside. She was handed some tissues and cleaned herself up before she reached forward and spun the bottle.
Bart checked the time on his phone. He reached forward and stopped the bottle.
“We’ve only got a couple of minutes until the fireworks. How about we watch from the roof?” There was a murmur of agreement as everyone shuffled towards the ladder. Those that had lost their shoes opted to put them back on so they wouldn’t stand barefoot in the cold snow. With just under a minute left, Bart, Lisa, Allison, Milhouse, Jessica, Nelson, Laura and Colin climbed up though the hatch on the roof. The giant ball hung on a pole high above the building. With thirty seconds to go, it suddenly lit up the dark sky and caused the kids to shield their eyes.                                       “Maybe this was a bad idea,” Lisa said, squinting at the bright light above her.
“Oh come on, how often are we going to get the chance to be up here? Front row seats to the new year!” Jessica said as she stepped back towards the rear of the building. The rest followed as Mayor Quimby’s voice rang out from the town square below. After a short speech, the giant ball started to descend and the crowd began their countdown.
“10... 9... 8.. ” The combined voices of everyone at the party below run up into the night. Bart grabbed Lisa’s hand, and they both remembered how they rung in the year, with Bart buried deep inside Lisa for the first time.
“7... 6... 5... ” The ball slid down the long silver pole, pulsing with light each second that passed. The numbers were being projected on the sides of the buildings all around the square.
“4... 3... 2... 1... ” At the last second, Jessica grabbed Allison and pressed their lips together in a deep kiss.
“HAPPY NEW YEAR!” As the crowd cheered and yelled, and the fireworks shot high into the night sky, their tongues entwined between each other’s lips. The rest of the group were a little taken back at the sudden and unexpected kiss, but Bart and Lisa quickly followed suit, spending their first seconds of the New Year in a passionate kiss. Laura surprised Nelson with a kiss on his lips, leaving only Colin and Milhouse without any partners. Their kisses broke as the fire crackers exploded in the sky above them, painting the dark in bursts of red, yellow, blue, purple and green. As the group watched the display, they didn't notice Allison whisper something into Jessica's ear. The fireworks were being launched from the top of Mt Springfield, and the giant letters that spelt out the name of the town became a wash with spinning wheels of yellow sparks that lit up the side of the mountain.

“So my turn again?” Jessica asked and spun straight away. She didn’t even wait for an answer, despite Allison losing her spin after her dare of scattering her clothes. But the bottle returned to her anyway, landing and giving her another turn.
“I want another dare. The last one was embarrassing, but exciting,” she giggled at the thought of her clothes still scattered around the party below.
“Alright, I’m going to bring up something you said last year... or rather the year before.”
“What... what’d I say?” Allison asked, suddenly feeling a little nervous. She remembered their previous game night, but couldn’t recall every single word she said.
“Last year, you were asked who you would choose in a threesome and, before they got together, you said it’d be Bart and Lisa. So I’m calling you up on that. You, Bart and Lisa. On the bed, right now.”
“Hang on,” Lisa protested. “Don’t we get a say in this?”
“Come on Lis,” Bart said. “It’s her dare. And maybe we should help her with it.” Bart couldn’t hide the grin on his face and the excitement in his voice. He’d always wanted to include a third person in their lovemaking.
“But... but... it’s... it’s just Bart and I. Me and him, there is no one else.”
“Lisa, you’re preventing Allison from doing a dare that she is physically capable of doing. That means you’ll both take a penalty card.”
“Lisa, look at it this way. I’m horny, you’re horny and she’s horny. Why shouldn’t we help each other out? Besides, your dress is hugging me something fierce. Come on, live a little,” Bart smirked. His hand made his way up her leg and into the waistband of his shorts. His finger brushed over her soaked slit and slipped inside, bringing the girl to a soft groan. “And besides, I’ve done stuff with Milhouse and Colin already. Who knows, you just might enjoy it.”
“Well... I guess I could give it a try,” Lisa reluctantly said.
“Yes!” Allison hissed with a victory pump of her arm. Bart stood up and pulled Lisa’s dress over his head and her panties down his legs. He felt so much better, so much less constricted. He could only just barely fit into his sister’s clothes and everyone was surprised that they hadn’t ripped and torn sooner. Allison grabbed Lisa’s hands and pulled her to her feet.
“Don’t worry Lisa, you’ll get into it soon enough.” And before Lisa could reply or even react, Allison forced a deep kiss upon the girl. Bart watched in awe as Allison’s tongue slipped into his sister’s mouth. Never in a million years did he think that he’d ever see such an erotic sight. His dick was hard and erect. Lisa was surprised by the sudden kiss, but she didn’t push Allison off. As she felt her brother’s boner against her ass and his hands slip into the waistband again, she decided that she wanted this. Sleeping with Bart was one thing, but adding another person to their passion was an entirely different level. Allison broke the kiss as Bart’s pants slid down Lisa’s legs. She kicked off her shoes and stepped out of them.
“I think we should take this to the bed,” Bart said while his finger ran up and down the length of her slit. Lisa and Allison readily agreed. Lisa sat on the edge while Allison dropped to her knees. She spread her legs and took a nice, long sniff of Lisa’s arousal. The musky scent filled her lungs and Allison quivered as she exhaled. Had she been asked a year ago, she’d have never looked at another girl as anyone more than a friend, but after last year’s game she made the resolution to be more open and adventurous. It was a resolution that she was determined to fill, despite not having the opportunity until tonight. But this was the first time she was actually going to taste another pussy. Before she lost her nerve, Allison stuck out her tongue and dove between Lisa’s legs.

As the wet muscle came into contact with the moist slit, Allison did her best to imitate Jessica from earlier. She had to work her tongue inside the girl, amazed that she found it to be such a difficult task. But when she worked her way inside, the full taste of Lisa Simpson finally hit her. If Bart loved it, and Jessica loved it, then she saw no reason why she wouldn’t. Straight way, she was greeted with a salty, musky flavour. Lisa’s moistness coated her tongue as the girl gripped the edge of the bed. Bart climbed up and stood beside her, directing his cock to her mouth. Lisa gladly parted her lips for him, sucking her brother off as Allison tongued her cunt. The flavour was defiantly not what she was expecting, but she didn’t dismiss it outright. It wasn’t pleasant, but it wasn’t disgusting either. Allison knew she’d either learn to like it, or she wouldn’t. By this stage, Bart was humping his sister’s face. His hand was on the back of her head, her lips up and down his shaft. He’d already cum a handful of times tonight, but he felt that he could manage another few loads.
“Lisa, get up. I wanna do something,” Bart said, hoping down from the bed. Lisa was a little upset to move, as she was enjoying Allison’s tongue inside her. But Bart had a plan, and cumming in his little sister’s mouth wasn’t part of it.
“Allison, stay on the floor but lean up against the bed.” Both Allison and Lisa figured out Bart’s plan almost straight away. Lisa slipped off and turned around. She pressed her crotch back against Allison’s face, and the young girl pressed her tongue back into Lisa’s depths. Bart, meanwhile, placed one hand on Lisa’s hips while the other guided his shaft towards her ass. He spread her cheeks and pressed the tip of his cock against her small pucker. With a soft moan and using her saliva as lubricant, Bart eased his way into his sister’s ass. A soft groan escaped his mouth as he was hugged with the incredibly tight and warm tunnel. Lisa had to steady herself with one hand on the bed, but the other held Allison’s head firmly in place. Her licking was enough to outweigh the slight discomfort of anal sex, but it always got better once Bart started moving. And move he did. Bart wasted no time in pushing in and out of his sister. The blowjob from before had got him worked up, and now he just wanted to cum as much as Lisa did. Each thrust pushed Lisa’s crotch against Allison’s face and bumped her head slightly against the padded mattress. Lisa tilted her head and her lips met Bart’s, while one of his hands moved up from her hips to her chest and played with one of her hard and perky little nubbins. Allison had her hand in between her legs, fingering herself furiously. After only a couple of minutes, it was Lisa who came first. With a tongue in her cunt and a dick in her ass, she shuddered and drenched Allison’s face in her juices. Her legs felt as if they would give way below her, and she had to hold onto the edge of the bed just to stay up right. Allison came a few moments later, soaking her own fingers in her pleasure. Bart was last, taking a whole extra minute. He clenched his stomach and tried to delay the inevitable, but Lisa’s ass was just too perfect. He pushed himself as deep as he could go, with Allison’s head being pressed against the bed. He bit down on Lisa’s neck as he came deep in her ass, and painting her inner walls with his seed for the second time that night. He rested himself against her, and the two almost collapsed on top of Allison. It wasn’t until Bart pulled out and Lisa stepped aside before she could stand. There was a round of applause from the group, but no one had noticed Laura slipping away during the incestuous act. Lisa held her brother’s hand and whispered into his ear. Bart grinned at his sister, nodding with great interest.
“Jessica, we got a dare for you,” she said.
“Oh? You can’t wait until you spin me up?” Jessica asked with a cocky smile.
“Nope, because you’re going to take this one regardless. You said you wanted to be friends again and make up for what you did, so here’s your chance.”
“Jessica Lovejoy,” Bart said as Lisa bent over the edge of the bed. “I dare you to clean my mess out of my sister’s ass. And any future dares must be taken from the penalty pile.” Jessica’s face lit up. She loved the penalty pile. And if that meant she had to kiss and lick Lisa’s ass first, then it was something she was more than happy to do. The reverend’s daughter planted her hands on Lisa’s cheeks as she spread them apart. A single white drop dribbled out of Lisa’s stretched pucker. Jessica had never done this before, but she wasn’t going to back out now.
“So after I do this, we can be friends again?” she asked as she looked up at Bart.
“After you do this,” Lisa said, “we can talk about it. But this’ll definitely put you on the right track.” For Jessica, it was a start. It was progress. She sealed her lips around Lisa’s ass hole and lapped up the drop of cum before her tongue worked its way inside.
*****
As Bart, Lisa and Allison fucked by the bed, Laura grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed herself in Quimby’s office. She slipped though the large doors and made her way through the building and down to the security office. She knocked once and opened the door. In the darkened room, illuminated only by the multiple surveillance screens, the lone figure watched Jessica rimmed Lisa’s ass. He turned his head as he quickly stuffed his cock back into his pants.
“Do you have it?” he asked. Laura didn’t say anything. Instead she just held up what the man was after. It was a cell phone; Jessica’s cell phone. The man reached out to grab it, but Laura pulled the phone back out of his reach.
“We had a deal. Give me the papers. Or Springfield will find out exactly how corrupt and perverted their mayor is,” Laura stood her ground as Quimby sighed in defeat. He pulled an envelope from his jacket pocket and handed it to Laura.
“There they are; the papers to release your mother from prison. Show those to Wiggum and she’ll get a full pardon.” Laura tossed the phone to her boss as she quickly read over the documents. Everything seemed to be in order. Quimby went through Jessica’s phone. He found the video she had recorded while she gave him a blowjob under his desk. With a single tap on the delete button, he watched the progress bar fill the screen. The incriminating evidence had been erased.
“That little bitch won’t have anything to hold over me now,” Quimby said as he turned back to the screen. “But I’ll have plenty to hold over her.”
“Yeah... about that,” Laura said. Quimby looked up at her and then his eyes darted back to the phone. He tapped on the screen and opened up Jessica’s messages. The colour drained from his face as he saw the most recent number.
“You... you sent the video file to yourself?” he asked as he shook the phone in his hands. “Yep. And by deleting it on Jessica's phone, you've made sure that I’ve got the only copy too. You’re not getting it either. My phone is safely tucked away. It isn't even in the building.”
“You... you bitch! Give me those papers back!” Quimby screamed and lunged for the envelope, but Laura held them out of his reach and he fell to the floor. The man sighed. He dug himself into a hole with Jessica. And now it was someone else holding the shovel and standing on the edge of the pit.
“What do you want?” he quietly asked, refusing to look at her.
“Oh nothing right now, I’m sure I’ll think of something. You just keep doing what you do. But for now, I’m getting my mother out of prison. I’ve got you in my pocket, Quimby. Not Jessica, me. I've got the only footage of Springfield's mayor getting head from a ten-year-old, the reverend's daughter no less, plus the evidence of a secret room within the Town Hall and what goes on inside it. I assume it's thanks to the taxpayers that the room exists and is so well stocked? You've got an election soon, Mr Mayor. That can't go down too well with the voters." Quimby just glared at the unruly teenager standing before him. He clenched his fists in pure rage, yet there was nothing he could do. He'd just handed over his only bargaining chip against Laura. Now, he had nothing. He'd given her a respected and highly competitive position on his staff, and she had just turned around and stabbed him in the back.
"Now don't forget that I could still expose you as the corrupt perverted politician that you are, so you’re playing my game now. Oh, and I wouldn’t bother trying to get the footage from our game off the buildings servers. When you made me your aide, you gave me certain security privileges too. You’ll never get onto the security server, and the recording of our game tonight will be long gone by the time all your staff return from their Christmas break to give you access. This is just between you and me, Quimby. I’ll be lenient, but I’ve got the mayor of Springfield in my pocket now.” Laura smirked as she made her way to the door. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a game to finish." She twisted the knob and pulled the door open.
“That was a dirty trick.” Quimby muttered as he pulled himself back up onto the chair.
“That’s politics Mr Mayor. You should know that by now.”
The End
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