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New Year's Game Night III	By : Lennox Category: +S through Z > Simpsons Views: 16873 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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 2
It was at least half an hour before Jessica and Lisa emerged from Reverend Lovejoy's office. Lisa's socks were noticeably missing, as was the persistent look of worry and concern that had been a fixture on her face for much of the evening. It had been replaced with a very satisfied smile as Lisa walked out with Jessica's arm over her shoulders. Straight away, Bart knew that Jessica had had her head between Lisa's legs at one point, but he could only speculate on what else had happened behind the closed door. Jessica appeared much the same as she did when she had first asked to "borrow" his sister. Lisa's smile quickly vanished and a confused look washed over Jessica as they saw the blonde haired girl sitting in the front row, surrounded by the group.
"Who's that? What's going on here?" Jessica asked, her arm slipping from Lisa's shoulders as she ran over to her friends.
"Jessica, meet Greta Wolfcastle." Milhouse said.
"Wolfcastle?" Jessica asked, dumbfounded. "As in Rainier Wolfcastle?"
"Yep." Bart said as he held up her video camera. "She was hiding out in the confessional booth. She's been filming us."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on a sec." Jessica said, raising both hands up to massage her temples. "Let me process this. The daughter of Rainier Wolfcastle, the action movie star, has been watching and recording us?" Jessica turned to face Greta. "Why?"
"Well... you see..." Greta nervously said, "I've kinda been following you guys for a while now." Lisa's face dropped.
"How long?"
"Since... since last year." Greta admitted. "I saw you two," she pointed at Bart and Lisa, "going onto the Ferris wheel at last year's carnival. I'm sure you didn't realise it, but there was a bit of rocking. And then I saw you," she pointed at Colin, "go in after them and then, almost immediately, run back out."
"After I saw the three of you walk into the Town Hall, I climbed onto the roof, managed to find my way into the vents and watched you from there. I'm not going to sugar-coat it. I saw everything. Your game in the hidden room. I even followed you on your camping trip. I was hiding just inside the tree line. I heard your stories and then I listened to you in the tent."
"And why would you be so interested in us?" Colin asked.
"Because..." Greta gulped and closed her eyes, allowing herself a moment before she finished her sentence. "Because I thought I might have finally found some people that were like me. After Bart and I, then Milhouse... well, let's just say that if I had known when we were dating that you two would be like this..."

For Bart, it suddenly made sense. Greta's presence, her following and possibly even obsession... it just hit him. He pulled everyone aside to the far end of the altar, out of earshot, and had his friends huddle around him.
"Guys, I know why she's here. Remember what I said last year?"
"Bart, you said many things last year." Jessica rolled her eyes.
"Jess, listen. Last year when the bottle landed on me, I picked truth. You asked me for dirt on my old girlfriends. Do you remember what I said about her?"
"I remember you said Sherri and Terri were fucking each other and there was one who was into animals, I think?"
"Mary." Bart said. "But Greta had a clit that became erect when she got excited. It was almost like she had a small dick." Milhouse's face almost dropped.
"What?" he asked. This was news to him.
"I was only with her for one night. I was eating her out and then it suddenly felt like I was giving her a blowjob. She was really embarrassed and I didn't know what to do. It completely killed the mood. That's when she became too needy and clingy. I guess she thought that since I found out about it, she just wanted me around her all the time to help her deal with it."
"But what did she mean by 'like us'?" Allison asked.
"Yeah. I mean, we know that our clits don't grow when we get horny." Jessica said. "Unless yours does, Janey."
"What? No!" Janey protested. "That's... no."
"She must be talking about sex." Lisa said. "Think about it. Greta's got a sexual organ which behaves in a very unique way. Greta grew up with it thinking that it was normal, and then somehow maybe she found out that it isn't. She could be watching us because she wants to learn what is normal. And it's probably easier because we're all her age, so she'll relate better to us."
"Well, if that's all it is, then she should join us." Jessica said. "'Cause I really want to see this."
"You do?" Nelson asked.
"Of course. Look Nelson, my experience with girls is pretty much eating out, fingering and rubbing my cunt against theirs. And that's just with these two here." She pointed at Lisa and Allison. "If this is true, and Greta can actually grow her clit, then that brings up what could literally be a once in a lifetime opportunity."
"You want her to fuck you with it?" Colin asked.
"Exactly!" Jessica grinned. "Lisa and I took some of my Femgasm pills during the break and we're both practically dripping. We give her a couple to get her in the mood and we take it from there. It'll be like her initiation."
"So you're going to drug her?" Janey asked. "Jessica, is there anything sexual you won't do?"
"Janey, Janey, Janey." Jessica sighed. "You're going to learn a lot about me tonight."
"What if she doesn't take them?" Milhouse asked.
"Well, I'm not going to force her. I'll ask her to keep all this quiet, take the tape from her and let her go. And, if she tells anyone, then we deny it. Simple as that. But seeing as this is our game, I think we should all agree on it. So any objections? Speak now or forever hold your peace." One by one, Jessica looked at each of her friends as they all waited for someone else to speak up. Her eyes lingered on Janey for several extra seconds, just in case she decided to voice her doubts.
"I guess it's settled then. Lisa, my dad has a mini fridge under his desk in his office. Bring out enough bottles of water for everyone minus you and me, and drop a couple pills in each. It might make her feel a little more comfortable if we all have some."
"Sounds good to me." Bart grinned as he rubbed his hands together. He remembered the last time he was on Jessica's pills and how horny it had made him.
"We're all going to take them?" Janey nervously asked. Jessica gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
"Trust me Janey. Once you've taken these pills, you'll be in for a fun night."

Lisa's hypothesis was spot on. Greta was curious. She wanted to learn and experience all she could. When presented with her bottle of water with a dissolved aphrodisiac in it and told it was her initiation, she took it and drank the liquid without question. She took her spot in the circle between Nelson and Milhouse and listened intently as Jessica went through the rules once again.
"So just Truth or Dare?" Greta asked. "That's it? There's nothing else at play here?" Jessica smiled and shook her head.
"Nope. That's it. In fact, I think we need a new rule. We're all going to get really horny soon, so I think that if your clothes come off as part of a dare, they stay off until we're done. And Janey?" Jessica pointed to her as soon as she opened her mouth, "I promise you that if you disagree now, you'll be agreeing to it later. Anyone object?" Jessica looked around the circle, as everyone else looked at each other. Janey closed her mouth, choosing not to say anything. With no objections to her new rule, Jessica turned back to Greta. "Now it's Milhouse's turn, but we have a tradition to let the newbies spin first, if you want." Greta looked down at the bottle, then up at her ex-boyfriend.
"I think I'll just watch and wait. Milhouse can go." Greta smiled. If she were to spin, she wouldn't have a clue on what to ask or what dare to give. She hoped that by watching the others, and being a part of it this time, it would give her some inspiration for when her turn did arrive. Milhouse reached forward into the centre of the circle, placed his hand on the bottle, and gave it a spin.

"Janey, you're up again." Jessica grinned. "And here's Colin who hasn't even gone once."
"Just lucky, I guess." Colin shrugged.
"Believe me Colin," she winked, "if I were you, I'd be stopping the bottle on me."
"What'll it be, Janey?" Milhouse asked.
"How... how will I know when those pills kick in?" Janey asked, quite unsure of everything about them.
"Oh you'll know. You'll feel it. You'll be squirming without realising it. And you'll be drenched before you know it." Jessica grinned. "I told Allison the same thing I'll tell you now. Just enjoy it. The first time is always the best.
"Well Milhouse, I'll guess I'll take truth then."
"Okay. Let's say you chose dare, and if that dare was to make out with Jessica, would you do it?"
"Make... out?" Janey gulped as she looked over at the reverend's daughter.
"He means French kiss." Jessica grinned. "You know, with your tongue in my mouth and mine in yours?"
"I... I know what it means." Janey stammered, slightly blushing. "But no, I don't think so."
"Was it something I said?" Jessica joked, flicking her hair back behind her ears.
"No, it's not you, Jess... or Lisa or Allison... or Greta even."
"Ah, I get it." Jessica said. "You don't want to do stuff with girls. Well Janey, let me tell you something. Lisa and Allison became comfortable with it thanks to this game and I've done a lot more with both of them than just kissing." She smirked as she glanced over at Lisa, who was starting to jiggle her knee. Jessica was starting to feel it too, and she knew that Lisa wouldn't be able to hold on to her bladder for much longer.
"Look, it's fine if you want to swing that way, but I just don't think it's for me. And I'd appreciate it if you guys wouldn't give me any dares like it."

"Um... Lisa, you okay?" Greta asked. Janey had spun the bottle, and Lisa's twitching leg had caught more eyes than just Jessica's. But the reverend's daughter stood up and offered her hand to the oldest Simpson daughter.
"I know what's wrong with her. Come with me Lis."
"You too, huh?" Lisa said as she was pulled to her feet and led down the aisle.
"Yeah," Jessica smiled. "Me too." She led Lisa to the holy water font beside the main doors and the two girls climbed up onto the thick wooden bench. Lisa decided that she was too horny and too desperate to question Jessica's decision to desecrate the church bowl for holy water. Lisa sat on the edge of the bowl with her legs spread, but Jessica grabbed her feet and placed them on the curved edge. She stood over the concave basin, her legs around Lisa's. She bent over, placing her hand on Lisa's shoulders for support, as she casually released control of her bladder. Jessica's urine fell and splashed into the stone bowl beneath her while Lisa's began to trickle from her slit.
"Are they...?" Janey started to ask, but her voice trailed off in disbelief. "They can't be!"
"Are they actually doing what I think they're doing?" Greta asked in shock. Nelson just folded his arms and nodded.
"Girls, meet Jessica Lovejoy. Probably the kinkiest ten-year old you'll ever meet."
"And... and she just does this sort of thing?" Greta asked.
"She sure does." Bart said. "She drank my piss straight from the tap the first time we played this game." Greta's jaw dropped as she turned back to watch the spectacle. It wasn't long before their streams died down and Jessica, once again, helped Lisa to her feet.
"Mind the bowl." She laughed, as the two of them jumped down onto the floor and rejoined the group.
"So," Lisa said as she took her spot next to her brother and took a drink from a water bottle, "who's next?"

"Looks like it's me." Bart said, pointing to the bottle. He turned to Janey. "Give me a dare."
"Bart, you're going to spin this bottle and passionately make out with whoever it lands on."
"Deal!" Bart said as he reached forward. Placing his hand on the bottle, he flicked his wrist to give it a spin. He followed the neck of the bottle with his eyes as it slowly came to a stop.
"Well, this could be awkward," Janey said as the bottle landed in front of Colin, "considering what I just said before."
"We, uh... had to do something last year." Colin said as Bart stood up and walked around the circle towards him. "But this is pretty mild by comparison."
"Let's get this over with." Bart said as Colin stood up. Bart allowed himself a moment to take a breath to calm his nerves, but he could feel every single eye in the room on both him and Colin. Before Bart lost his nerve, he pressed his lips to the Irish boy's mouth. Straight away, he pushed his tongue past his lips, and Bart felt Colin's tongue awkwardly slip past his own. Their kiss ended almost as quickly as it started, but Janey wasn't satisfied.
"Come on Bart, you can do better than that," she grinned. "The dare was to passionately make out with him."
"Yeah," Greta piped up, "I've seen you do better with Lisa. Just pretend Colin is your sister."
"Fine," Bart rolled his eyes and leaned in for another kiss. With their lips less than an inch apart, he quickly turned to Greta. "And never say that again." Bart turned his head back as their lips connected once more. He placed his hands on Colin's face as his tongue was pushed back into his mouth. Bart closed his eyes and pictured that he was kissing Lisa. As Colin's tongue slipped past his lips and his hands were placed on Bart's hips, Bart dragged his own hands over the Irish boy's body. With one hand on the back of Colin's head and the other sliding down his back, Bart tilted his head to the side as he made out with the boy. Slowly, they lowered themselves to the floor, and Colin found himself on the carpet with Bart between his legs. Bart froze, opening his eyes, as he felt something hard against his groin. The blood rushed to Colin's cheeks as his erection was given away. But their kiss wasn't broken. Colin expected Bart to pull back, but instead he leaned into the kiss, almost humping Colin's groin against his own. Lisa's jaw dropped as they took each other's hands and Colin wrapped his legs around Bart. Shortly thereafter, their kiss broke. Colin, whose face was almost bright red, awkwardly released his grasp on Bart. As soon as Bart stood up, Colin rolled himself away from the group to try to adjust and hide the tent in his pants.
"Passionate enough for you, Janey?" Bart asked as he sat back down. As he reached forward to spin the bottle, he stole a quick glance at Colin across the circle.
'First kiss?' Bart mouthed to him and Colin shyly nodded. Bart couldn't help but smile and nod to himself.

The bottle came to a stop in front of Lisa. She looked up at Jessica and the reverend's daughter gave her a silent nod. Lisa took a deep breath before she turned to face her brother.
"Dare!" she yelled, quite confidently. "And make it a good one, Bart." Bart was a little taken aback by his sister's sudden eagerness. Before the break, she barely lifted her eyes out of her lap.
"Alright Lis, let's take it to the cards," he said as he picked up the next Dare card. He held it in front of his face and read it aloud. "Lisa, from now on you have to lick up every drop of cum that any guy here shoots, regardless of where it lands. Unless it's inside you, of course."
"WHAT?" Jessica cried as she scrambled forward to snatch the card out of Bart's hand. She read it over herself before she looked over at Lisa. "I am so jealous of you right now." Bart took the card back from Jessica's grasp and placed it face up underneath the deck.
"Alright Bart, deal. I'll do it." Maybe it was the pills Jessica gave her in the bathroom, but Lisa felt like she just couldn't refuse.
"Remember sis," he said, "anywhere."
"Anywhere, Bart." Lisa nodded, before reaching forward to spin the bottle.

"Yes! Me again." Jessica pumped her fist in celebration. "Give me the next Dare card, Lisa. Hopefully, it's as good as yours was." Lisa picked up the next Dare card.
"Oh God. This is... I'm going to have to clean this up. Jessica, pick a guy and suck him off until he shoots his cum over your face." Jessica grinned as she got to her feet.
"I know just the guy." She picked her phone up from the altar before she stepped in front of Milhouse. "Come on Milhouse, let's get started." Milhouse looked up at Jessica and gulped at the incredibly forward invitation. But Jessica was feeling impatient. She grabbed his arm and hauled him to his feet.
"I got something to show you too." She led Milhouse to the first pew, sat him down and planted herself beside him. She took a moment to navigate through her phone before she thrust it into his hands. Lisa froze. Straight away she knew that Jessica was showing him the video she recorded in the bathroom. Jessica leaned in close to Milhouse's ear, her lips moving in a whisper that only the blue-haired boy could hear.
"You know what I did before I took this video? I had my hands and tongue all over those cute little feet of Lisa's that you see right over there. I massaged her soles and sucked on each one of her adorable little toes while she panted and moaned and soaked her panties with her juices. She got so hot from what I did to her feet that she couldn't help but touch herself, just like she's doing now in the video."

Milhouse's eyes were lifted from the phone to look at Lisa, all while Jessica slid her hand into his pants to grab his quickly-stiffening member. Her hand travelled up and down his length, all while Milhouse had his eyes locked on the girl of his dreams. He gulped as Jessica pulled away and dropped to her knees. As Milhouse watched the screen, Jessica pulled his shaft from his shorts. With the waistband stretched down around his testicles, Jessica swallowed his length with ease. She didn't waste any time. As soon as her lips were pressed against Milhouse's stomach, Jessica pulled herself back along his member. Her head was bobbing up and down the shaft, bathing and rubbing Milhouse's flesh with her tongue. Already he was starting to dribble precum from the tip of his cock, and Jessica would lap it up with almost every pass. She knew Milhouse wouldn't last too long. With the video in his hands, and the mental picture she had painted in his mind with her whispers, Jessica was confident that she'd be back in the game in no time. A soft grunt from Milhouse's lips all but confirmed her thoughts. Milhouse almost dropped her phone on the wooden seat beside him as he reached his orgasm. A single spurt of cum splashed onto Jessica's tongue before the girl was able to pull her head back. She held the base of his cock in her hands as Milhouse came over her face. Several warm ropes of creamy white semen painted her yellow skin, and Jessica swiped her tongue over the head of his cock when he was finished. She swallowed what Milhouse had unloaded into her mouth as she made her way back to the circle. It felt weird, walking with cum on her face. It clung to her skin yet it felt like it would just drip off at any moment. She knelt down in front of Lisa.
"Do I have to?" Lisa groaned, with Milhouse watching her intently from the pews as he adjusted his shorts. Carefully, Jessica nodded. Lisa sighed and opened her mouth.
"Come on Lis, it's not that bad." Bart reassured her as he placed his hand on her shoulder. "I mean, I thought Milhouse and Colin tasted pretty similar. Maybe it's no different from mine." Lisa nodded softly as she pressed her tongue to Jessica's face. Milhouse's cum was bitter, more so than her brother's was. She tried to not think about the taste and more of the penalty she had to take last year. Jessica's pep talk in the bathroom, plus the painful reminder of the clothes pins on her nipples, was enough to see Lisa through her dare. With each swipe of her tongue, Lisa swallowed the mess on Jessica's face. Jessica lifted her dress and used it to wipe the last of it, and Lisa's saliva, from her skin. Lisa reached for a can of Buzz Cola from the snow-filled cooler. Bart was right. The taste wasn't that much different from his. She drank almost half the can of soda before pulling it from her lips, just to get the taste of Milhouse out of her mouth. Milhouse, however, was hard again. He had just watched a video of the girl of his dreams performing a strip tease and then swallow his seed. He took his spot back in the circle and spun the bottle.

"Oh boy, here we go." Greta said as the lip and neck of the bottle came to a stop in front of her. She had both, been looking forward to, and dreading this moment. While she did want to watch her new friends explore their sexual relationships with each other, she couldn't help but fear whatever they had in store for her. "Just... just give me a dare. I'll get my first one over and done with and be embarrassed about it later."
"Greta, show us." Jessica said, quite frankly.
"Show you?" Greta asked, with a hint of nervousness in her voice. "Sh... show you what?"
"Bart told us what you've got down there. And I want to see it. So your dare is to go bottomless and show off that that very unique thing you've got going on between your legs." Greta shot a glare at Bart. If looks could kill then Bart's bones would be dust. But the ten-year old boy just shrugged his shoulders.
"After Milhouse and I left Toronto, we just decided that you were one of those girls that just wouldn't appear again in our lives. Well, maybe we'd see you in a crowd somewhere. But we wouldn't associate with you in any way."
"Bart, let me handle this." Jessica raised her hand to shut him up. "Greta, you're among friends here. We've all kept secrets that we've shared between us. But the only difference is you've been spying on us all this time. So don't you think that it's about time you spilled your own beans?"
"I... I guess so." Greta muttered before she stood up. She used the toe of one shoe on the heel of the other to remove them from her feet. She slid them behind her as she placed her thumbs in the waistband of her pants and panties. She froze as she looked around the circle, all eyes on her just waiting for her to reveal her secret.
"Maybe this'll make it a bit easier," Jessica said. She lifted her ass off the floor to move her skirt out from underneath her. She unbuttoned her dress and lifted it over her head, baring her hairless slit to the group. Greta didn't say anything, but Jessica's forwardness did make it easier. She looked down at the smooth yellow pussy on display. In the light, she could see how horny Jessica was, her lower lips glistening with her juices. But her clit, that tiny nubbin protruding from the roof of her slit, was simply that. It was nothing more than a little bump on her body. It was normal. Greta took a deep breath and pulled her pants and panties down her legs. Bending over, she stepped out of them one leg at a time, peeling her socks off her feet at the same time. She straightened back up as her clit went on display. What should have been a tiny little bump like Jessica's was instead a fat pink tube, just over an inch in length, and about the width of her little finger.
"Whoa...." Jessica gasped. Her gaze only breaking by the blinking of her eyelids, she shuffled to her knees and crawled towards the girl. It was almost as if she was being drawn to this strange and mysterious sight.
"How?" Jessica finally asked. She was barely an inch away, and Greta wasn't feeling too comfortable and secretly wished that the reverend's daughter had kept her distance. But she made no attempt to deny Jessica's curiosity.
"I'm not sure. As far as I know, I've always had this. I had a theory that it could have been due to my dad's steroid use during his bodybuilding days, but I don't think it works quite like that. I've always been too embarrassed to ask."
"And how big can it get?" Allison asked, crawling beside Jessica.
"I measured it once at a just over three inches, but I think it also depends on what kind of mood I'm in." The more she talked about it, and the more her friends stared, the easier and more relaxed she had become. Her secret was out and she wasn't being mocked or bullied as she feared she would. Jessica lifted her hand from the floor and reached out to touch it. Greta found herself taking a step back.
"Sorry," Jessica said as she leaned forward on her knees. "I should have asked first. Do you mind if I touch it?" Suddenly, Greta's nervousness returned. She quickly felt fine with them looking, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to go any further. She bit her bottom lip as Jessica slowly reached out her hand back towards the towering clit. She held back, her arm hanging in the air and her eyes patiently seeking any kind of response. Greta slowly nodded, and Jessica pressed a gentle finger against her erect clit. A soft gasp escaped Greta's lips at the foreign finger. To Jessica, it felt no different to a penis. It felt warm, firm, and thick when she wrapped her fingers around it. The clit grew with her touch, slowly becoming longer and thicker in front of Jessica's eyes.
"Whoa" she muttered. Jessica shuffled as she sat at Greta's feet to get a closer look. "It's almost like a dick." Reacting to her touch, Greta's clit had grown more than double in size. Jessica pulled her hands away, and placed them gently on the blond girl's thighs.
"Just say so if you think I'm going to fast for you Greta. But I'm not going to lie. I really want to do this." With her speaking lips just out of reach from Greta's clit, the reverend's daughter stretched her tongue from her mouth. Mere millimetres away, Greta spoke.
"Wait!" Jessica froze and looked up at the girl's face. "Maybe... maybe I should sit down for this."

For the first time in Greta's life, Jessica's expert touch soon had her clit reach almost four inches in length, and almost an inch in thickness. She had never seen herself this big or this hard. She sat panting on the pew as Jessica knelt between her legs. Greta was at a complete loss with where to place her hands. She couldn't grip the edge of the pew without leaning forward, yet she felt so awkward with them anywhere else. Jessica had one finger wriggling inside the blond girl, while her clit was buried in her lips and at the mercy of her tongue. Jessica didn't react when Allison sat beside Greta.
"Here, like this" Allison smiled warmly. She could sense Greta's hidden frustration and placed her hands on Jessica's head for her. Jessica pursed her lips around the engorged clit as she slowly began to suck on it. She treated it exactly like she had treated Bart's cock in the past. With gentle love and respect, yet a lust for what it would lead too. Not sure of Greta's limits, Jessica gently added an extra finger inside the girl's slit. She wasn't surprised with the lack of resistance. Her head bobbed up and down the female member, her tongue lovingly swirling and lapping over it's tip.
"Oh... fffffuck..." Greta panted. Fingers were one thing, but Jessica's mouth was an experience she would never deny ever again. "If I had know you were this good Jess, I... I would have crashed your party last year."
"Damn right you should have." Jessica said after slowly pulling her lips along her shaft. Greta looked a little disappointed as Jessica pulled back and shuffled onto her hands and knees. She turned away from Greta, looking back to wiggle her ass at the girl. "But you're going to make it up to me right now." Greta's eyes went wide at the sudden invitation. Using her clit as a cock on another girl had crossed her mind many times, and she often rubbed herself off to the fantasy.
"Are... are you serious?" She asked.
"Very." Jessica said. Greta looked between Jessica's soaked slit and her own clit, proudly protruding from her crotch. Another wriggle of Jessica's hips was all it took for Greta to scramble behind her. She had never done this before, but she wasn't going to let her inexperience get in the way of fulfilling her greatest fantasy. Carefully, she rubbed her clit against Jessica's entrance. Greta could feel the heat radiating from the horny girl. With her hands on Jessica's hips, Greta found her opening and slowly began to ease herself in.
"Holy mother..." she gasped. She could feel the moist warmth of Jessica's insides hugging her clit. By the time she had buried herself within Jessica, she was so close to her climax. Greta tried to focus her breathing to delay her orgasm. She could feel how wet her pussy was, and Allison watched as tiny drops of her lust fell onto the carpet. She got her knees behind Greta and wrapped one arm around her stomach to hold her close.
"Let me help you with that." Allison whispered into her ear. She slipped her other arm between them and ran a single finger across her slit. Jessica looked behind her just in time to see Greta bite her lower lip, close her eyes and her chest rise and fall with each heavy breath. Allison's eyes flickered over to Jessica. A coy smile crossed her lips as she pushed her finger inside the girl. Greta gasped as she reached her climax and her juices squirted over Allison's fingers. Slowly, Jessica began to push herself off her clit before pushing herself back. Greta opened her mouth to protest but Allison turned her head to the side. She pressed her mouth against Greta's forcing her tongue inside her lips, as she fingered the girl through her orgasm.

The tents in Bart and Milhouse's pants were painfully obvious. Lisa watched with awe and interest, while Janey used her hand to shield her eyes and look away. Allison pulled her finger from Greta's pussy and slipped it between their kiss, both girls sharing in the fresh climatic juices of Greta's orgasm.
"You can keep going, right?" Allison asked her as she broke their kiss.
"Oh fuck yes." Greta breathlessly said.
"Good." Allison said, their faces close enough for their lips to brush over each other's with every word. "Because Jessica isn't going to let you go until you make her squirt."
"Damn right I'm not," Jessica said as she continued to bounce herself off Greta's vertical lap. "Now stop talking and fuck me!"

To aid her, Allison placed her hands on Greta's and pressed her chest against Greta's back. "Work with me here," Allison said. She pushed Greta into Jessica, whilst keeping a firm grip on her hips. As Allison pulled herself back, Greta jerked her clit out to keep her back pressed against Allison's chest.
"Easy there," Allison said, "not so fast now." It took a little practice, but Greta quickly found her rhythm. Her knees swayed her upper body in and out of Jessica. She tried to push the oversensitive feeling out of her mind as she was determined to finish out her fantasy.
"Oh God..." Jessica ground as her eyes rolled to the top of her head to gaze at the ceiling. "I've done a few firsts tonight, never thought that anything like this would be one of them." Greta wasn't as thick as what Jessica was used to with her cock, but the idea on its own was enough for Jessica. Each withdrawal of Greta's clit left it soaking in Jessica's lust, dripping and staining the carpet beneath them with their sinful juices.
"You got it now?" Allison asked.
"I think so, yeah." Greta replied. Allison wrapped her arm back around her stomach and returned her fingers to Greta's slit.
"Good, 'cause I want you to take me along for this ride." Allison pushed her finger back inside the girl, right up to her knuckle. She wriggled it inside her, rubbing over her inner walls as it was dragged along with her hips against Jessica's ass. The three girls fucked and fingered their way close to Greta and Jessica's climax. Allison wasn't fussed about her own pleasure right now, she knew her climax would come. But Jessica's desire for new and perverted experiences had rubbed off on her, and Allison didn't want to miss this one. Their lips connected once more, but this time it was Greta who started it, turning her head to the side to surprise Allison with a passionate kiss. Below her, Jessica lifted her arm and placed her fingers on her own stiff clit and she began to furiously rub herself. Her fingers rotated around the pink nubbin in a swift, tight circular motion. Her other arm, tasked with supporting the weight of her entire upper body, trembled at the sheer amount of stress. Her elbow started to ache, but Jessica wouldn't allow herself to quit before her climax. She played the scene out in her mind, picturing Allison making out with Greta as she pounded her clit inside her cunt. Jessica's arm couldn't take the weight anymore and collapsed beneath her at the moment of her orgasm. She lay with her ass up in the air, her neck bent and her head on the floor, her pussy squirting her climax as she rolled onto her side. As soon as Greta's clit was free from Jessica, Allison wrapped her hand around it. She jerked and fingers Greta to her second climax, and both girls were quickly left in an orgasmic mess on the floor.

Jessica was the first to sit up after only a few minutes of basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. Greta, however, had never cum that hard or so quickly before and needed a little more time to recover. Jessica knelt over her, beaming from ear to ear.
"I think you can be part of our little club. Once you get the hang of using your clit like that, you could be a monster."
"Or maybe even an alien!" Bart called out with a chuckle, followed by a playful punch to his arm from Lisa. Jessica helped Greta to her feet and the three girls took their spots back in the circle.
"So, what now?" Greta asked. Jessica pointed at the bottle.
"Now it's your turn to spin."

The bottle came to a stop again in front of Greta. At Jessica's urging, it was spun again. This time, it stopped in front of Colin.
"Well, it's about damn time." Bart smirked as Colin looked over at Greta.
"Dare." The Irish boy said almost straight away. Like every other boy in the group, he too was sporting a bulge in his pants.
"Anyone got a blindfold?" Greta asked.
"I do." Lisa raised her hand. She stood up and ran down the aisle to grab her jacket. From inside her pocket, along with the slight ringing of bells, she pulled a long black piece of cloth. She made her way back to the group and handed it to Greta.
"Why do you have a blindfold?" Allison leaned across Jessica to whisper to Lisa.
"It was going to be part of Jessica's punishment." Lisa whispered back. Before Jessica or Allison could ask anything else, Greta stood up and placed the blindfold over Colin's eyes.
"Hey! You could have asked first!" he exclaimed as his vision was suddenly cut off.
"Oh come on, it's a dare." Greta said, as she tied the cloth into a knot behind his head. "You already said you'd do it. Now stand up and let me strip you."
"Strip?!?" Colin blustered. Greta said nothing. She unbuttoned Colin's shirt and pulled it down his arms, along with his vest.
"Well you are the last one to take a dare. I only just joined and I've already had a turn. So I think it's only fair that you lose all your clothes first." With his shirt tossed aside, Greta got to work on his laces. His shoes and socks were peeled from his feet, and his pants and briefs pulled down his legs. Reluctantly, Colin lifted his legs free of his clothes. He gulped as his erection was on display for the entire group. He just realised that this was the first time they had seen him naked. Bart jerked him off last year, but he was still hidden under a blanket.
"So that's it?" he nervously asked. "My turn to spin?"
"Colin," Greta said as she picked up the bottle and placed it in his hand. "I haven't even given you your dare yet. But seeing as how you want to spin so badly..." She led him to the centre of the circle and started to spin him around. Without his sense of sight, he became dizzy extremely quickly. When he was stopped, his eyes had nothing stationary to focus on, nothing to help him regain his balance. He started to lean to one side as he was stopped, one foot lifting off the ground. If Greta hadn't caught his wrist, he would have fallen on top of someone.
"Now, here's your dare. You're going to point this bottle at one of the girls in this group. You're going to lie down and you're going to eat her out."
"What?" Colin's face dropped as he stared towards the sound of Greta's voice. "I've... I've never..."
"Done that?" Greta asked. Colin shamefully nodded. "It's okay. Neither have I," she joked. "But you're going to make her cum using your tongue and you're not going to know who it is. And, to make it interesting, I'm going to give you a hand job as you do it. If you cum before she does, Lisa's going to snowball it with you after she licks it up."
"I am?" Lisa asked.
Snowball?" Colin asked.
"It means she's going to feed you your cum with a kiss." Jessica said. She was quite surprised that Greta even knew the term, let alone the action.
"What if I point at a boy?" Colin asked. He had a fairly good idea of where everyone was sitting. But now that he had been spun around, he had no idea which direction he was facing. "Then I'll correct you. I want you eating cunt for this dare," she said. "Now hurry up and choose." Colin took a deep breath and raised his arm. Each time he'd point the bottle at someone, or in between two people, Greta would tell him.
"Nope. No. No, that's Bart. That's Bart again. No. There we go!" The bottle was taken out of Colin's hands and he was led away from the group. He felt himself being pushed down onto his knees and he quickly lay down on the floor. Straight away, he felt the weight of someone above him and a pair of legs sliding down beside his head.
"Just do what comes naturally." Greta said as she wrapped her hand around his shaft. Colin nodded as he lifted his head. Between the pair of legs, he pushed himself up on his elbows and his lips came into contact with the soaked slit above him. Whoever it was, Colin felt them shudder on his face. He did his best to listen for the sounds of their breath but it was hard to hear anything with the pair of legs pressing against his ears. Slowly, Colin opened his mouth and pushed his tongue from his lips. Almost straight away, it came into contact with a warm, moist slit. Colin's tongue travelled along the length of the cleft as far as it could reach. He licked his lips and smacked them together to sample his first taste of pussy. It wasn't at all what he expected, but he didn't despise it. He opened his mouth for another pass of his tongue, and another, and another. Each swipe would coat his tongue in thick, clear juices from the horny girl above him. He propped himself up as high as he could, the pussy almost inside his open mouth with his hands on the girl's ankles. He pressed his tongue against those soaked lips, parting them around him as he pushed inside. He felt the girl shudder above him, her legs trembling around his head for a brief second. At the same time, he could feel the moistness of his own pre-cum, dripping and soaking the head of his cock from Greta's hand-job. Aside from Bart, no one else had ever jerked him off before now. He found himself lifting his hips, slightly humping against her hand as it flew up and down his shaft. Colin could almost feel his cum boiling in his balls, all while he had no idea how long it would take to get the girl above him to finish. With his tongue swirling around inside her depths, reaching as deep as he could, Colin knew his inexperience would cost him. A few squirms and gasps here and there would tell him if he was on the right track, but those were few and far between. It wasn't long before he had to admit defeat, as he felt himself cum over his chest. His tongue slipped from the pussy as his head fell back to the floor. He lay there, panting, as the girl climbed off his face. Before long, he felt the warm and moist tongue slide over his stomach, and he suddenly remembered it was Lisa performing her dare and cleaning him up. With each pass of her tongue, he had to brace himself for the resulting kiss. He felt her climb on top of him, just as Bart had done earlier in the game. Lisa was a little hesitant, but their lips soon connected. Lisa's tongue slipped inside Colin's mouth and the Irish boy got his first taste of his own seed. He could feel the creamy goo dripping into his mouth. And when Lisa pulled herself away, he forced himself to swallow it. Lisa took his hand and helped him to his feet. He pulled the blindfold off his head as he squinted in the sudden and harsh light. His cheeks flushed a little as he took his spot back in the circle. He could taste both the pussy juice and his cum on his tongue. No one said anything as he looked around the circle for any kind of clue that would give away who was just on his face. But, finding none, he spun the bottle.

The kids had to wait for Jessica and Lisa to take another bathroom break over by the holy water font. They watched as Jessica used her hand to wipe up her slit and then used her tongue to clean Lisa's. Janey couldn't help but cringe at the sight. She was just glad that it was happening at the other end of the church and she wouldn't have to clean it up.
"So who have we got now?" Jessica asked as they walked back.
"Looks like it's me." Lisa said, the bottle pointing to her empty spot. "I did dare last time so I think I'll go truth." She took her seat next to her brother as Colin asked his question.
"Ever thought about submitting to anyone here, sexually? Or maybe even dominating someone? I don't mean as a one time thing, I'm talking long term here."
"Well, Bart and I have explored both roles a little bit," she said, placing her hand on the inside of her blushing brother's thigh. "But it was never anything more than a night or two. I suppose that it would be fun to submit to Allison or Jessica... or both. Jessica's already taught me quite a bit but I think she would still have some surprises for me."
"Oh, I'd give you some very valuable lessons, Lisa." Jessica grinned, placing her hand on the inside of Lisa's thigh, just as Lisa had done to Bart.
"But, on the other hand, dominating someone as dirty as Jessica could be fun as well." Lisa grinned. With her question answered, she reached forward and gave the bottle a spin.

"Oh, I've been waiting for this." Lisa grinned as she rubbed her hands together with glee. The bottle had come to a stop next to her, pointing directly at Jessica Lovejoy.
"You got something planned for me, Lis?" Jessica asked. "It had better be a dare, 'cause that's what I'm gonna choose."
"It's a dare alright, Jess. And it's one I've been planning for since Halloween. You told me to think of a punishment if you peeked at those cards before tonight. You didn't, so I never had a chance to carry it out. Jessica, your dare is to let me punish you as if you looked at those cards." A smile crossed Jessica's lips. She'd been driven herself crazy between the choices of waiting to be surprised or seeing what Lisa could come up with. She got to her feet.
"Alright Lisa, we'll say that I looked." She stretched out her arms as if to offer herself.

"Punish me."
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