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Simpsons Sex Universe Series 1
By : Firewalk
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Episode 4 – Back to School Part 2

Bart sat waiting in the principles office for all of five seconds before he got bored and started to search the place. He gave all the drawers a good rummage, quickly finding a mirror and a razor blade. Rubbing his finger across the mirror it came away coated in white powder.

“So she's a coke head,” he mused licking his finger clean and shuddering at the taste.

He scanned around the rest of the room and spotted the vent in the corner was hanging slightly ajar. He found that there was only one screw holding it on, the grate slid aside easily.

“Holy fuck,” he swore, as a humongous block of white powder was revealed. It had to be at least five, maybe six Kilos. His new principle clearly had one hell of a habit.

The clacking of high heels coming down the corridor sent Bart scurrying back to his seat. He landed back on it just as the door was thrown violently open.

“You are in some amount of trouble mister,” Lois was already shouting before she was all the way in the door. She wore a black suit jacket over a white buttoned blouse, with a short black skirt and stockings. “I know exactly what you were doing in there,” she fumed pointing an accusing finger at Bart.

“Being hustled?” he replied innocently, “I was lured in there by an older girl, under false pretenses.”

“Everyone in this damned school is eighteen,” Lois shouted sitting down behind her desk. “And Miss Tubbs is telling a very different story.”

“Well, she is a whore,” Bart reminded his principal. “So not exactly the most trustworthy of people.”

Lois gave that a thin smile, “Oh I've heard of you, Bart Simpson. Apparently, you gave my predecessor quite the runaround.”

“Yeah whatever happened to old Skinner?”

“It all got pretty crazy after the big smoosh,” Lois told him in a dark voice. “Every wise-ass and bully from a dozen different realities, all running around in one school. Principal Skinner had a nervous breakdown in under a week.”

“So they gave the job to someone far more qualified, and attractive,” Bart complimented her, turning on the charm.

This earned a loud laugh from Lois
“They gave the job to someone with the balls to run this place. Which brings us neatly on to your punishment young man.”

“My what?” Bart asked surprised, “I thought this was just a tongue lashing situation.”

“Actually, it is,” Lois smiled. “For using Roberta for your own selfish needs like that. The punishment should reflect the crime. So get your skinny ass over here.”

Pushing off her desk with one heeled shoe Lois spun her chair to face Bart. His jaw fell open as she sank back in the seat, opening her legs. She wasn't wearing any panties just stockings and a garter belt. A thin red landing strip pointed down to her spread pussy lips.

“Time to munch some red carpet,” she told him with a slightly crazed glimmer in her eyes.

“But miss,” Bart pleaded.

“Either you lick me out kid or I won't just expel you. I'll have the school bullies beat you within an inch of your life, or maybe I'll break out a strap on and really make you squeal.” There was no missing the insanity in her eyes now, “So get licking and make it good or you won't like what comes next.”

Bart sunk down to his knees, there were probably be worse punishments he reasoned. He wasn't too keen on this submissive bull shit, but he'd get his own back eventually.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched out his tongue till he tasted pussy. He started licking in a circular motion around her pussy lips.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Lois criticized. “This isn't round and round the mulberry bush. Get that tongue on my clit,”

“Yes ma'am,” Bart agreed, moving the tip of his tongue to her clit and licking up and down in short motions.

“Better,” Lois purred taking a hold of the back of his head and holding it in place.

Bart licked up and down till his tongue started to go numb.

“Keep going,” Lois barked when he stopped for a moment to stretch out his jaw. Grumbling Bart got back to work, moving his whole head to give his cramping tongue a break.

“What are you? A blind butcher. If you can't lick any more get your fingers in there.”

“I'll get my whole foot in there if you don't shut it,” he muttered under his breath.

He massaged her clit with one hand and started to slide the fingers of his other hand inside her. That earned a few appreciative moans. When he looked up he saw she had opened her blouse and pulled her bra up. She squeezed her C cup tits and pinching her nipples as he pleasured her.

“Don't you fucking dare stop now,” she called down to him. “Get that tongue back in the game I'm nearly there.”

Doing as he was told, Brat started licking and nibbling on her clit, while fingering her. He slipped a second finger inside, followed by a third. He was trying for a fourth finger when Lois caught him off guard, pulling his face hard against her pussy.

“Lick it for your life, you little bastard,” she shouted, clearly moments from climax.

Bart tried to get his tongue to her clit, but it was impossible as she rubbed his entire face across her soaking wet pussy.

“Yes, yes,” she screamed, not releasing Bart as she writhed in orgasm. Eventually, as she relaxed slumped back in her chair she let him go.

“Damn it lady” he cursed, wiping her juices for his face and massaging life back into his jaw. “Do I at least get a cigarette now?”

“Ha,” Lois laughed, then shouted, “Boy's get in here.”

Chris Griffin and Nelson swaggered into the office, they wore serious expressions and hall monitor sashes. Principle Griffin lay back in the chair not appearing to care her tits and pussy were still out. Neither Nelson nor her son seemed to notice, they just stood to attention on either side of Bart.

“Take Bart here back to his class,” she told them. Then gave Bart a cruel look, “Oh, if I see you in here again I'll rip your tight little arsehole in two. Understood?”

“Yes, miss” Bart replied, believing her threat.

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“Nice of you to finally join us” Miss Krabapple said drolly, as the Hall monitors unceremoniously threw Bart to the classroom. “Now take a seat”

Pulling himself up, made a show of dusting himself off, before making his way to his seat. It was at the very back of the classroom, so he got to look over his new classmates as he walked.

The only ones from Springfield were Milhouse, Reverent Lovejoy's daughter Jessica and the Twins. The girls at least did look at least look as if they had aged a bit in the last eighteen years. They were dressed in similar outfits to the ones Bart remembered, but they had been subtidally altered to show off the girl's full breasts and more mature bodies.

Steve Smith was also there, sitting close to his friends Snot, Barry, and Toshi. Toshi's sister Akito, wearing her Japanese schoolgirl uniform, and Meg Griffin, looking boring as ever, sat apart from the boys.

Starfire from the teen titans was there, looking like she did in the classic cartoons, not the reboot. She wore a purple boob tube, matching short skirt, and pair of knee-high boots. Next to her sat a young poison ivy in a green leotard with potted plants all over her desk.

When he was seated Bart was free to start ignoring Miss Krabapple. She had changed much from when he'd last saw her. Her tits were definitely bigger and the v neck blouse under her cardigan certainly showed more of them. The fishnet stockings under her short skirt were another new addition.

“Which was in what year, Bart Simpson?” Miss Krabapple asked loudly, interrupting his train of thought.

“Um. The year after, the thing that happened the year before,” he tried, earning a chorus of giggles from the class.

“Ah, how I missed your quick wit,” Miss Krabapple said with disingenuous warmth.

She walked up the classroom toward his table, “All the memories I have of you from before the smoosh.” she kept smiling until she was right next to his desk, then continued in a low hiss. “And if you think for one moment you're going to get away with any of that now, you are sorely mistaken. Any of your crap and I'll have the hall monitors beat the living snot out of you,” the last part of the threat was in a barely audible whisper.

Barts fumed inwardly as she walked away continuing her lessons. This new school was starting to piss him off. Apparently, no one had told them that he was Bart fucking Simpson. He used to rule this school and he would again.

While Bart was plotting her revenge something in the corridor caught Miss Krabapple's eye. She rushed over to her desk and quickly began applying makeup.

“I'm nipping out” she called to the class bolting out of the door “Everyone, stay in your seats till I get back”

The second the door closed Bart was off his seat and moving to the door. Peaking out through the glass, he saw her flirting animatedly with the guy stocking the vending machine. After a few seconds of conversation, she led him by the hand into a convenient broom cupboard.

Bart crept stealthily out of the classroom and over to the cupboard holding his ear against the door. There was no mistaking the wet slapping sounds coming from inside.

As quietly as he could, Bart opened the cupboard door and peeked inside. Miss Krabapple was bent double, holding herself up with a shelf, the vending machine guy riding her from behind. Her blouse was pulled up so her big tit's bounced back and forward in time to the pummelling.

The vending machine guy pushed her skirt right up to her mid-drift, giving her ass several loud spanks.

“Shh,” Miss Krabapple hushed him, “We don't want anyone to hear us.”

“Whatever Edith” he shrugged.

“It's Edna,” the teacher corrected him, but her only reply was another spank to her ass.

Bart snapped off a couple pics on his phone before he started filming. The vending machine guy clearly didn't care if Edna was enjoying herself. He fucked her hard, fast, and dispassionately.

“Slow down,” she tried asking,
“I'm nowhere near there yet.”

In response, he pulled out and after a few fast tugs blew his load over her bared ass.

“You Bastard,” Miss Krabapple sighed, but still added hopefully, “Can I get your number? Maybe we can go out for a drink some time.”

“Nah, you're alright,” he said with a dismissive shrug pulling up his trousers.

Bart backed quickly away from the door and back into the classroom. The second he was inside he ran to his seat, by the time Miss Krabapple re-entered the room he was sitting to perfect attention.

“The Bart Simpson was out of his seat miss,” Starfire said before Miss Krabapple was even at her desk.

“Thank you Starfire,” the teacher said sweetly. “Bart you've got detention at,” the lunch bell rang halfway through her sentence. “Right now,” she amended with a cold smile.

The class filed out the door all laughing at Barts's expense. He didn't mind waiting patiently till they were alone.

“Now Bart.” Miss Krabapple asked still in her sickly sweet voice, “We only have half an hour. What is the worst punishment I can possibly think of?”

“How about writing my teacher is a dirty whore fifty times on the board” Bart suggested hopping out of his seat and walking to the front of the class. “Nah that's been done to death.”

To her credit, Miss Krabapple barely reacted to the insult.

“Oh it's going to be something really bad,” she promised calmly.

“How about making me watch you fuck that vending machine guy again,” Bart suggested.

Now that did get a reaction, a little color drained from her face and she swallowed heavily.

“I don't know what you think you saw,” she stated but stopped sharply hearing her own grunts and moans coming from Barts's phone.

“It's pretty bad porn, to be honest,” Bart said pulling out his teacher's chair and casually used it to climb up on her desk. “ Neither of you look into it, just going through the motions.”

“Give me that,” Miss Krabapple made to grab the phone.

“Won't do you any good,” Bart taunted her. “It's already been uploaded to the cloud and I've attached a timer on it. In five minutes if I don't turn it off, the video will be sent to every kid in school.”

He was lying through his teeth but it had the desired effect. His teacher visibly slumped forward, her head hanging down.

“What do you want?” she asked.

In response Bart pulled his shorts down, his yellow cock flopped out exactly in line with her face. “How about you suck my cock?” he asked, mirroring the pleasant tone she'd used on him.

“Hell no,” Miss Krabapple's head shot up, “There's no way in hell I'm doing anything with a student.”

Bart simply shrugged, “Fair enough, you probably don't need this job anyway. I'm sure since the smoosh they've set up a great welfare system.”

“You little bastard, I can't lose this job.”

“Well, you can either put my cock in your mouth or start packing your shit. Because the second this email goes out your as good as fired.”

“Please Bart,” Miss Krabapple begged, “Don't make me do this,”

“Look,” Bart said soothingly “It's not like you weren't a slut anyway and I am eighteen. So what's one more cock at the end of the day.”

“You're evil,” she told him reluctantly taking his half-hard cock in her hand. Not looking at what she was doing, she started to rub her hand up and down. “And no one can ever find out about this,” she added.

“Yeah yeah,” Bart hurried her on “Less yapping, more sucking.”

“I can't believe this is happening,” Miss Krabapple moaned. Then shooting Bart one last hateful glare, she bent over and took the tip of his cock in her mouth. She started to kiss and lick it unenthusiastically.

“I wanted a blowjob, not a quick peck on my cock,” Bart criticized her “Get to work.”

“One day I will make you pay for this,” she promised. She took a long deep breath, closed her eye's and started sucking.

This time the teacher upped her game, showing off her years of experience. She took him deeper into her mouth bobbing back and forward with a noisy slobbery action. Every so often she would switch from long slow gobbles to a flurry or short fast bobs.

Bart pulled his phone from his pocket and she instantly stopped backing away.

“No way, that's not happening” she growled at him “That is the line.”

“I'm canceling that email,” Bart lied easily, tapping the record button, “Now get your tits out.”

Edna unceremoniously pulled her blouse up and bra down, so her big tits fell out, sandwiched between them. Bart gave them a good squeeze with his free hand, marveling at just how much bigger everyone's breasts were in this reality, these were at least D's.

His teacher swatted his hand away irritably, “Let's just get this over with,” she said resuming he sucking.

“You're an eager little whore aren't you,” Bart laughed when her mouth was full.

He let her work for a little while, she gave damn good head. He wasn't surprised, it was common knowledge that she'd been around. Left to her own devices she started to go faster and deeper. She closed her eyes tightly, definitely trying to think of someone else.

Reluctantly Bart pulled back, leaving long strings of saliva stretching from his cock to his teachers panting mouth. He jumped down onto the chair next to the desk.

“Right bend over the desk,” he instructed calmly.

“Absolutely not,” Miss Krabapple said flatly, crossing her arms over her tits. “We are not having sex. I don't care if they fire me, I'll get by somehow.”

“Fired,” Bart laughed “Eighteen or not if anyone sees the video I just took, you'll be lucky to make it to prison before you're lynched.”

Miss Krabapple just stared at Bart her mouth opening and shutting.

“You utter bastard,” she cursed putting her head in her hands looking completely defeated.

“Whatever. The sooner we're done the better” she moved around the desk and bend over it her ass pointing up towards Bart.

“At least I'll get your name right, Erica” Bart chuckled as he pulled her skirt up “Damn does anyone round here wear panties?”

“Just get on with it,” she replied weekly, looking defeated.

Bart didn't answer he just pushed himself roughly inside her. Miss Krabapple buckled forward on the table as he started fucking her. She got up onto her elbows as Bart slammed into her, hard and fast from the off.

“You're worse than the last guy,” she moaned.

Remembering the Vending Machine Guy Bart planted an open-handed slap on her ass. Not satisfied with the noise of his first strike, he rained down blows until he go the noise just right. Miss Krabapple cried out in pain but didn't even try asking him to stop.

Bart Gripped his teacher's hips tight as he thrust into her, hard as he could. Her tits bounced back and forth just like they had in the stationery cupboard. He tried to reach around and grab them but his arms were too short.

“New plan,” he decided, “Get on your back.”

“Whatever,” Miss Krabapple sighed, keeping her head down, not looking Bart in the eyes. She climbed onto the desk, turned over onto her back, and opened her legs wide for him. “Just please hurry up and finish this.”

“Quiet, one of us is having fun here” Bart chuckled, clambering on top of his teacher. He guided himself back inside her shaved pussy, sliding back and forth at a slower more leisurely pace.

He was now free to grab a breast in each hand and play with them as he fucked her. Slowly he licked and sucked each of them before releasing them to watch them bounce back and forth. Timing his thrusts just right, he managed to get them bouncing round in a perfect circular motion slapping together the middle.

Soon enough Bart was ready to finish.

“Get that slut mouth back over here,” he demanded, pulling out of her and climbing back up onto the desk.

“You're not going to cum in my mouth are you?” Miss Krabapple asked spinning around onto her belly.

“Cock in mouth, now,” Bart ordered and his teacher, her will broken, didn't argue. She just moved over to take his cock obediently into her mouth.

Bart grabbed a hold of her hair so she couldn't pull away and started pushing himself in and out of her mouth. His teacher struggled, slapping his thighs to tell him to stop but it didn't matter, he blew his load in just a few short thrusts. He exploded into her mouth filling it with an obscene amount of cum.

Edna coughed and choked as her mouth filled to overflowing with Bart's salty juices. Long strings spilled out the sides of her mouth and she looked ready to spit it out.

“Don't you dare, whore,” Bart ordered and she knew exactly what he meant. Swiftly he retrieved his phone and set it back to record.

“Now look into the camera and thank me bitch” he ordered callously.

Clearly broken Miss Krabapple obeyed managing a “Thank you Bart” despite her overflowing mouth full.

“Good, now swallow.”

Again his teacher did as she was told, swallowing his load in several pained gulps.

Feeling a lot better about the world Bart pulled his shorts back up and hopped down from the desk. He barely spared a glance at his teacher, curled up half-naked on her desk, his cum still straining the edges of her mouth.

“Never again” Miss Krabapple whispered to herself.

“This is definitely going to happen again,” Bart laughed walking back to his own desk. “I own you now, I can have you whenever I want. Oh, and you might want to clean yourself up.”

The bell rang and Miss Krabapple leaped off her desk, covering herself up desperately before the classroom door burst open.

None of Barts's classmates seemed to notice anything as they filed in, heading straight for their seats. To her credit, Miss Krabapple managed to compose herself enough to finish the day's lessons.

She didn't even glance in Bart's direction for the rest of the lesson, which suited him fine. It gave him time to plan. Things were going change, Bart Simpson was back.
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Simpsons Sex Universe Series 1	By : Firewalk Category: -Misc Cartoons > Crossovers Views: 16183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Simpsons Sex Universe Series 1