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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 3
"So I just sit here? That's the punishment you've been planning since Halloween?" To say that Jessica was confused would be an understatement. At Lisa's request, she had stripped off the last of her clothes and dumped them by the altar.
"In a nutshell, yes. But there's a bit more to it than that." Lisa grinned as she walked down the aisle to her coat. Out from the inside pocket, the same one where she hit the blindfold, she pulled out four strips of red ribbon. Each piece of fabric had a knot tied around a small golden bell. Lisa shook each bell to make sure they worked before she made her way back to Jessica.
"Lisa, what gives?" Nelson asked. "I mean, I'm surprised it took her this long to remove her clothes..."
"Then you should have asked me a lot sooner." Jessica winked at him as she spread her legs on the pew for the bully.
"Jess, are... are you always like this?" Janey asked. "I've just never seen this side of you before now."
"Janey, sweetie, I spend more time out of my clothes than I do in them." Jessica smiled. "I love cock, I adore cunt, and I'll lap up anything that comes out of either. Especially my own. You just say the word and I'll give your holes a tonguing that you could only dream of."
"She is pretty good." Allison whispered to a blushing Janey. Lisa returned to Jessica and grabbed her hands. She tied a ribbon around each wrist, before dropping to her knees to tie a ribbon around both her ankles.
"Where's that blindfold?" She asked.
"Right here." Colin held it up. It was still tied to fit his head. He undid the knot before handing it to Lisa. She smiled as she took it and wrapped it around Jessica's face. Lisa tied it at back and threw a couple of fake punches to make sure Jessica's vision was completely blocked.
"Lift your arms for me Jessica?" Lisa asked. The small bells started to ring as her wrists were lifted into the air. "Jess, that's the sound we don't want to hear."
"O...kay?" Jessica still didn't quite understand.
"Or that one either. Jessica, we've got a just over an hour until the new year. Your punishment is to remain absolutely still until that happens. We're going to keep playing, but you can't talk and you can't move. If we hear a sound from you or the bells, you fail. We'll handcuff you to the pew and finger you to the edge of orgasm and then simply stop and leave you there." Jessica gulped. She wasn't sure if she loved her punishment or hated it. She would hear everything that everyone did right in front of her, but she could only picture it in her mind.
"And if I pass?"
"Then I can promise you the best fuck you've ever had to ring in the new year." Under the blindfold, Jessica raised her eyebrow.
"That's a tall order Lis. I would have been fine with you spending a night with me on my diuretics. But now you've really got my hopes up." Jessica didn't hear Lisa answer. She spent a few seconds fearing her time had started and Lisa simply hadn't told her. But she quickly felt a circular piece of hard plastic on her lips, and Lisa pressed the lip of a drink bottle against her mouth. Jessica's mouth was flooded with the refreshingly cool water. She didn't realise how thirsty she was until she took her first gulp. Within a minute, the entire contents of the bottle had gone down her throat.
"Maybe we'll do that too. But guess what Jess. You just swallowed two more of your pills."
"What?" Jessica gasped. "I'm... I'm on four?" She would usually take one when she was on her own, and she had taken two pills during their game nights, but never any more than that. The effects of the pills would stack inside her system. After sharing two with Lisa in the bathroom, the reverend's daughter was incredibly horny and almost dripping with lust. But now, she had four pills inside her. She knew she would be in for a long, and uncomfortable hour.
"I don't know if I love you or hate you for this." Jessica grinned as she felt Lisa sit on her lap. Lisa's fingers slipped between their legs and Jessica felt them probe the entrance of her slit. She gasped quietly as Lisa buried her fingers down to her knuckles inside her, only to pull them out as soon as they went in. Jessica's clear cunt slime clung to Lisa's fingers, thick strands of transparent lust glistened under the church lights.
"Get through this, and I'll take all the diuretics and Femgasm you want with you." Lisa whispered into her ear. She placed a soft kiss on Jessica's lips, before wiping her lust under her nose.
"You've got one hour Jessica. Not a movement, not a sound." Jessica took a deep breath as she composed herself for an hour's worth of immobility, and Lisa set an alarm on Jessica's phone. "It's 11pm Jessica. Your time starts now."

"So who spins now? Or are we going to have to wait until next year for Jessica to finish her dare?" Nelson asked with folded arms. They had all formed back into their circle. But without Jessica, Lisa sat next to Allison.
"How about I just spin again?" Lisa asked.
"I'm fine with that" said Colin. Greta, Milhouse and Allison all nodded in agreement. With no disputes, Lisa spun the bottle. Allison eyed it as it came to a stop in front of her.
"Truth." She said, secretly hoping for something personal. Lisa knew exactly what she wanted to ask. But with only one question, she had to be careful with how she worded it.
"Allison, I'm asking this because I assume your still a virgin, seeing as you haven't actually had proper sex during these games."
"And what makes you think I haven't had it outside of Truth or Dare?"
"Because you're asking that question," Lisa smirked. "And I know that you would have told us if you did. So my question is who would you prefer to be your first?"
"Well, I was kind of hoping that it would happen last year. I had a quiet word with Jessica during the fireworks and she offered to set it up, but it wasn't exactly what I was hoping for."
"Set what up?" Bart asked.
"It didn't go as planned but Jessica dared me to have a threesome with you two." Blood rushed to Allison's cheeks as she told her story. "I was hoping that Bart would take it..." She said, her voice trailing off.
"You want me to be your first?" Bart gulped. Allison shyly nodded.
"Well, you or Colin."
"Me?" Colin's dick twitched at the mention of his name. "Why me... or Bart?"
"Well Bart has that bad boy image. I guess after spending so much time with Jessica, I've come to admire it a little bit. And Colin, your accent is... well let's just say that I'd love to hear it moan out my name someday."

With blushing cheeks, Allison took her turn to spin the bottle. After several rotations, it finally came to a stop front of Nelson.
"Truth," he said. Allison rubbed her hands together in her lap. She had been waiting for this.
"Nelson, a couple of hours ago you said that your fantasy was to sleep with an older woman, which you've done. Last year, you admitted that you've watched someone undress. And the year before that, you refused to tell us how many girlfriends you've had." Nelson gulped as Allison spoke. He could almost feel the colour draining from his face. He knew exactly where this was heading.
"How... how do you remember all that?" He asked, his heart thumping in his throat. Allison didn't answer him. Instead, she asked the question he was dreading.
"Who is she?"
"What?" He asked. His mouth was dry as he started to look at his friends circled around him, even at Jessica sitting on the pew. Motionless, but still listening to every word. He could tell that she was just as interested as everyone else, leaning forward ever so slightly.
"How...." he gulped again as he tugged at the collar of his shirt. "How'd you know?"
"Because I'm not stupid. And I reckon I'm smart enough to have figured it out."
"Oh yeah?" Nelson dryly said. Allison nodded with a soft smile on her lips. She leaned backwards for her bag and rummaged through her belongings to find a pen. Hidden from view, she scribbled something on the palm of her hand.
"Who is she Nelson?" Allison asked again, holding her clenched fist out in front of her. "I just wrote a name on my palm. I could be wrong, but I'm pretty confidant that I'm right." A bead of sweat formed on Nelson's brow and started to drip down the side of his face. Bart reached forward and drew the first Penalty card from the pile.
"Nelson," he said after he had read the card, "just answer the question. Trust me, you don't want to this card." Lisa leaned over to read it, and brought her hand to her mouth in shock and disgust. The look and the Simpson children's faces was enough to convince him that he didn't even want to know what was written on the back.
"Fine." He said, hanging his head with a sigh and admitting defeat. "It's my mom."
"YOUR MOTHER?" Lisa cried. Jessica's draw dropped. Bart and Milhouse's eyes widened. Nelson nodded as all eyes turned to Allison. She slowly opened her fist to reveal the two words she'd written on her skin.
Mrs Muntz
"After my dad disappeared, she started to get lonely. While she would date guys like that ugly-looking bartender, I guess I became interested in her and felt that she deserved better. She'd leave playboy magazines that she'd get from work lying around, but she didn't care that I'd be reading them. She came onto me after she caught me watching her undress for a shower, one thing led to another and... yeah."
"And... this still goes on?" Allison asked. Nelson nodded, sniffling as he wiped his nose on his arm. He didn't let it show, but it felt like a massive weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
"Yep. And that's why I don't give you any crap for sleeping with your sister." He said looking at Bart. "Or Jessica for sleeping with her dad."
"Jessica's slept with the Reverend?" Greta asked, her eyes wide as she looked over at the motionless girl.
"Yep" Allison said. "She told us last year. She drugged him with some sleeping pills and the same stuff we all took earlier. She woke him up in the middle of the night by riding him and had to pretend like nothing happened the next day, hoping to convince him that it was all a dream. Knowing Jessica, I don't know how she managed to act all innocent with her dad's sperm swimming around inside her."

Behind the blindfold, Jessica was playing the memory of that night with her dad though her mind. Her second dose of aphrodisiac was starting to come into effect. She had spread her legs ever so slightly, just enough for the scent of her dripping slit to reach her nose. She licked her lips as she could almost taste her arousal. She remembered fingering herself when she got back to her room that night and licking them clean of the very same cum that made her. Jessica clenched her fists that sat in her lap. If she moved them slow enough, she might reach her slit without ringing the bells attached to her wrists. But ultimately, she decided not to risk it. This punishment was genius. And she knew that Lisa would have a reward worth such torture waiting for her in the new year.
"I think I get it." Lisa said. "Nelson has an Oedipus complex."
"A what?" Janey asked, confused.
"It means he has subconsciously built up the desire to have a sexual relationship with his mother. Without a father figure, Nelson hasn't experienced a proper male upbringing. He reads the magazines his mother brings home, and his subconscious must be linking them to her."
"So are you and her..." Milhouse started, but Nelson interupted.
"No." He cut him off, already knowing what he was going to say. "We don't consider ourselves a couple, not like Bart and Lisa do."
"So you're fuck-buddies then." Greta said. "A mother with benefits." Nelson nodded. With his secret out, he felt free. While Nelson knew that he could trust his friends to keep their lips sealed, he suddenly started to wonder why he decided to keep it hidden for so long. Bart and Lisa were open about their incestuous relationship and Jessica never even tried to hide her lustful thoughts and desires. It seemed that such an admittance would have been accepted long ago. Nelson reached forward and spun the bottle.

"Truth or Dare, four-eyes?" Nelson asked as the bottle came to a stop in front of Milhouse.
"Four-eyes?" Milhouse asked as he folded is arms. "That's pretty bold coming from a mother-fucker such as yourself." Nelson glared at Milhouse as he clenched his right hand into a fist. "Am I wrong?" Milhouse calmly asked. He was hoping that he had made his stance on Nelson quite clear. Nelson relaxed his hand and shook his head. "I'll take truth."
"Tell us Milhouse. If it meant that you could have sex with Lisa one time, would you take over her dare and lick up the cum from every guy here for the rest of the night?"
"The whole night? For one time?" Milhouse asked. "That's it? No catch?"
"Nope." Nelson shook his head. "No catch. Would you do it?"
"And I'm guarenteed to have sex with her if I do?" Lisa just rolled her eyes at Milhouse's instance
"Milhouse, it's a hypothetical question. He's just asking if you would do it if that's what it would take for us to do it."
"Would it?" Milhouse asked, raising an eyebrow and trying his best attempt to give her seductive look.
"No." Lisa answered almost straight away. Milhouse felt a little hurt. He realised that Lisa would prefer to lick up every drop of cum, including his own, instead of having sex with him.
"Well seeing as it's not going to happen, I'm saying no." He sighed. Deep down, if it was guaranteed, he would has sacrificed his dignity for a chance inside Lisa. But he knew the first dare she took from him, he would have Lisa riding his crotch by morning. With his plan firmly in his mind, Milhouse spun the bottle.

"Me again?" Allison asked. "I just had my turn."
"Well it looks like you're having another one." Nelson smirked.
"Truth or Dare?" Milhouse asked.
"I took truth last time, so I'll take dare."
"Let's see how much you've picked up from Jessica. I dare you to suck on Greta's clit, give her a blowjob, and do whatever it takes to make her cum." Jessica's jaw dropped, her eyes open as wide as they could go behind her blindfold. The mere suggestion of such a dare sent a soft shiver up her body. But even though Jessica had Greta fucking her with her clit a mere hour ago, she knew that it would torture her because she couldn't see it. Allison held offered her hand to help Greta to her feet, and she led the girl to the first pew.
"I think it'd be easier to do it right here." Allison smiled as Greta sat right next to Jessica. Greta was still feeling a little nervous, but she wouldn't let herself back down after Jessica's treatment. With her hands on Greta's thighs, Allison did her best to imitate Jessica when she would lick her out. But with the erect four inch clit in front of her, Allison knew that she'd need to improvise. Thanks to Jessica's pills, Greta's slit was glistening in the light. Her clit stood proudly above her folds. Allison couldn't help but marvel at it. She had never seen anything like it before. Slowly and gently, she pressed her finger against the moist, firm pole. Greta bit her lip as the soft touch sent a shiver up her spine.
"It... it gets pretty sensitive." She muttered.
"I'll bet." Allison replied. Straight away, Allison lowered her head. She pressed her tongue at the base of Greta's slit and dragged it up between her legs. The blonde girl gasped as the warm muscle parted her folds and slid up the length of her clit, where Allison's lips closed around the erect pillar. Greta's hands gripped the edge of the wooden seat as she felt the pair of lips slide down her clit. She still wasn't used to the idea of someone else touching her like this. Usually, she would jerk herself off with a couple of fingers in one hand and two fingers inside her slit from the other. Allison may not have the experience that Jessica did, but at this point Greta didn't care. This felt so amazing to her. And anyone else would feel just as good, if not better.

Allison slid her lips up and down the clit-cock inside her mouth. She poked her fingers against Greta's slit, rubbing and sliding them up and down between her soaked folds. Greta's whole body went rigid as she was penetrated by one of Allison's fingers, and the horny brunette was quick to add a second one in to her soaked depths. As she slurped on the clit, Allison started to pump her fingers in and out of the blond girl. She would pull out to her fingertips before plunging them back inside, all the way down to her knuckles. By now Greta was a quivering mess on the seat. Her chest rose and fell with each heavy breath, and she gripped a thick tuft of Allison's hair in her hand.
"Fuck... fuck... fuck...." she grunted as she felt her body being pushed closer and closer to the edge. "Oh God, her fingers are inside me," she groaned and titled her head back. "I'm getting a blowjob and being fingered all at once." Greta's cries were more for Jessica's benefit than anyone else's. Unseen by Greta, Jessica bit her bottom lip. A few beads of sweat started to drop from her forehead as she could only picture what was happening beside her.
'Oh... shit....' She thought to herself. 'Damn it Greta, stop rubbing it in. If Lisa doesn't deliver on that fuck I'm going to feed her every pill and leave her tied her to my bed and.... and.... crap!' The reverend's daughter suddenly felt that all too familiar pressure building inside her bladder. The diuretics in her system were starting to effect her once again. 'How long's it been?' She thought to herself. 'Ten? Twenty minutes? There's no way I'll be able to hold it for a full hour.'
"Fuck Allison... don't...." Greta's moans interrupted Jessica's train of thought and she found herself unable to finish her sentence. Within moments, Greta shuddered as Allison brought her to her second climax of the night. She bucked her hips as her juices gushed over the brunette's fingers. Allison quickly brought her mouth down to Greta's folds and sealed her lips around them. The rest of Greta's orgasm rained over her tongue and pooled at the back of her throat while her soaked clit brushed over the tip of her nose. After the final squirt, Allison gulped it down and Greta sat panting heavily on the wooden seat.
"You okay Greta?" Allison asked as she stood up. Greta felt like her body was completely drained of energy. She still hadn't recovered from her last climax and it felt like a tremendous effort to simply nod her head.
"That... was... sensational...." she panted. Allison felt incredibly proud of herself. She'd never made a girl cum before. All she had to do was channel her inner Jessica and Greta was left panting on the bench after a tremendous orgasm.
Here you go Jess." Allison grinned, pushing her soaked fingers into her mouth. "Have a taste." Jessica slid her tongue around the fingers in her mouth and collected the juices of the spent girl that sat next to her. Behind the blindfold, Jessica's eyes rolled to the top of her sockets as she savoured the heavenly taste. Slowly, Allison pulled her fingers from her mouth and wiped them on her skin. She offered her hand to Greta, who carefully rose onto trembling legs. It took every ounce of strength that she could muster to walk back to her spot in the group without falling to the floor.
"Wow," Janey said. "That must have taken a lot out of you. You sure you're okay?"
"I'll be fine... just need a few minutes." Greta said between breaths. "I don't think... I've ever cum so hard...." The glow of satisfaction inside Allison warmed her to her core. She beamed and felt immensely proud of herself. She reached forward and spun the bottle.

For the second time that night, the bottle had come to a stop between two people. Nelson and Greta looked down as it came to a rest between them.
"So, it's group one now?" Greta asked.
"Yep, and we're all doing a dare," Allison said as she climbed onto the altar. "I've got the perfect one." The brunette lowered the raised box at the foot of Reverend Lovejoy's lectern. She stepped up to the microphone, made a quick adjustment to match her height and switched it on.
"Testing, testing. Is this thing working?" Allison's booming voice came out of the church's speakers and filled the empty room. "I guess so." She said as she looked down at her friends. "The group dare is that we all come up here, one by one, and we yell the rudest, most obscene things we can think of. We admit the things we've done, or what we'd like to do, and it all rings out though the hall."
"So you're going first?" Milhouse asked.
"You bet I am." She grinned. She pressed a clenched fist to her lips as she cleared her throat. She turned back to the microphone. The one person on the pews, Jessica, was sitting up straight in anticipation. Allison could only imagine the dirty, lustful words that she would use to fill her father's house of worship and wished that she could participate.
"THIS GIRL RIGHT HERE," Allison cried into the microphone as she pointed at Jessica, "IS THE FILTHIEST, MOST PERVERTED AND THE BIGGEST SLUT I KNOW. But I'm proud to call her one of my closest friends. And if she ever wants to stick her tongue inside someone, or have them piss in her mouth, then she knows who to ask!"
"Yeah, Lisa." The kids all laughed at Colin's joke, while Jessica had to force her trembling lips to remain closed. A small laugh was stifled in the back of her throat. Jessica imagined that all up, she'd have spent hours with her head between Allison's legs over the past year. As Allison stepped down, Greta climbed up to the alter and took her spot in front of the microphone.
"I want to apologize to everyone here for spying on you. I'm truly sorry, yet very glad that you caught me. Only a couple of hours into tonight and I've already experienced two of the biggest orgasm's I've ever had in my live. And I assure you that I've had more than I can remember. If we meet up like this again in the future, you can bet that I won't be hiding. And if my Dad needs any young extras for his movies, the dressing rooms are very private." She placed both her hands on her lips and blew a kiss to her new friends before she jumped down off the altar as Allison welcomed her into a hug. By the time they broke apart, Nelson had taken the lectern. He had his hands on its wooden edges and the microphone at his lips. He said nothing for several seconds as he just stared at the door on the opposite end of the room. It looked like he was thinking of what he should say, but a small tear formed in his eye and rolled down his cheek.
"I just want to say that... I don't think I've ever been more accepted as part of a group. I know I've bullied some of you, but that's going to stop tonight! I've got a reputation to keep, but Bart, Milhouse, and Colin too I guess even though I don't think I've done anything to you, we're going back to school next year as friends. But if any of you dares to mention me fucking my mother, I'll leave you hanging by your underpants on top of the school's flagpole." Milhouse breathed a sigh of relief as Nelson stepped down. Colin was next to take the microphone. Unlike Nelson, he didn't hesitate. Colin knew that if he did then he might lose his nerve and never admit his thoughts.
"Well if we're bearing our hearts and souls out here, I just want to say one thing. Whoever I ate out earlier tonight, I'm sorry I didn't let you finish. Before tonight I'd never done anything with a girl before, but I will admit that I do have some feelings for someone in the room right now. It's the boy that gave me my first kiss this year, and my first hand job last year. I know he only did them because he was dared to, but I wouldn't say no to exploring a little further." He stepped back off the box and took a breath before jumping off the altar. Colin suddenly felt very embarrassed as his blood rushed to his cheeks. He knew he was amongst friends, but he couldn't bring himself to make eye contact. He felt someone pat him on his back as he gazed at the floor. When Colin finally looked up, Janey was taking the lectern. And he could see Bart looking at him from the corner of his eye. By the time Colin composed himself enough to lift his head and face his friends, Janey's voice echoed throughout the church.
"I'm still not sure if I'm entirely comfortable with this. But I just want you to know that I'm going to keep whatever happens here tonight a secret. I promise that won't tell anyone about what's gone on in here tonight." It wasn't anything obscene, but Janey wanted to assure her friends that they could trust her with their biggest secrets. As Janey hopped down, Milhouse stepped up.
"I bet you all thought I was going to declare my love for Lisa when I got up here," Milhouse said as Lisa rolling her eyes. "But no. All I can think of is that what Jessica whispered into my ear earlier tonight. I just want Lisa to know that I'll be fapping to that thought for weeks."
"Oh God." Lisa whispered as she hid her face in her hands.

Now it was Lisa's turn. She stepped up to the lectern and looked out at the church before her. The rows upon rows of wooden seats stretched out, completely empty except for the motionless Jessica Lovejoy. Lisa suddenly felt nervous being up on the altar. She was soaking wet between her thighs, the holy water font had been her urinal, and had the lingering taste of cum in her mouth. She had a sinful, yet proud, history she could call from to scream into the church. But her mind went blank the moment she stood on the box. With the microphone on her lips, she was at a complete loss for words. The rest of her friends had already done their part and they stood in front of the altar as they waited to hear how she would taint the church walls with her voice. Lisa ignored her brother as he climbed up onto the altar. She assumed that he stood behind her to wait his turn, but Bart had other ideas. He decided that this was something that they should experience together. And with his sister searching her brain for something to say, he invited himself onto the box behind the lectern. It was a tight squeeze for the two of them to fit and Bart's feet rested on the edge of the box beside his sister's.
"Bart, what are you doing?" Lisa asked, her voice echoing though the church halls. He placed one hand on Lisa's waist underneath her dress.
"Just saving some time, sis." Bart grinned. He slipped his thumb into the waistband of his pants and pulled them down around his shaft. Lisa turned back to face her friends. She froze at feeling of something slipping inside her.
"BART!" She cried into the microphone as her brother pushed his length into her slit.
"Lisa? You okay?" Colin asked. But quickly realised why Bart was so close behind her.
"He's... he's inside me." Lisa groaned into the microphone. Bart knew he wouldn't last too long. He'd been feeling horny for ages, and his sister's wet cunt was just what he needed. She gripped the microphone with both her hands and held it against her lips "My big brother is inside me!" Lisa quivered as she bit her bottom lip. Her loud confession rung though the church. Allison glanced over at the main doors, suddenly worried that someone walking past outside might hear them.
"This was a bad idea." She muttered to herself. Bart kept himself buried inside his sister as he had to adjust his position.
"Move your feet, Lis." He said as he used his own foot to shift Lisa's to the edge of the box, allowing him to stand between them.
Bent over the lectern, Lisa's body was jerked over the wooden lipped base with every thrust. Her pussy eagerly welcomed her brother's cock, as her inner walls hugged and squeezed every inch of him. Her body felt disappointingly empty the moment he withdrew, followed by feeling deliciously full as he slammed back inside her.
"I've been waiting to do this all night." Bart whispered into her ear. With his hands on his sister's waist under her dress, he drove his cock as deep inside as he could.
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
Each thrust against the wooden lectern was picked up by the microphone and transmitted around the room. The box rocked beneath their feet, forced to take the weight of the two Simpson children. Bart tore his hand from his sister's waist to grab the microphone and shift it towards him.
"My sister's so wet. Jessica, those pills are working wonders. Listen!" He plucked the microphone from it's perch and shifted it under Lisa's dress. He pressed the handle against her stomach and brushed the grill over her clit. The sounds of squelched sex echoed around the room. Bart pressed the microphone against his sister's little pink clit. Slowly and carefully he rotated the grill over her tiny bump. Lisa felt her knees buckle beneath her as her hands gripped the edges to keep her up. Her arms trembled as he rubbed the microphone against her and Lisa struggled to maintain her grip. Bart could only grin as he watched his sister struggle under his pleasure. He slowly turned the microphone's grill as he buried himself inside her. He didn't fuck her as he made her squirm, he just made sure to keep himself inside his little sister. Bart pulled Lisa against him and held her with his hand on her breast, groping her flat chest through her pink dress. He forced the twisting microphone on her for several more seconds before he pulled it back up.
"You gonna cum, sis?" He asked with the biggest grin on his lips. He forced the microphone into her trembling hands as Lisa franticly nodded. With his hand now free, Bart moved it back between her legs.
"Tell them." Bart whispered into her ear as he rubbed his fingers in small circles around her clit. "Tell them how I'm getting my little sister off."
"I'm going to cum..." Lisa struggled to hold the microphone in place. "He's rubbing my clit, he's going..."
"Your brother." Bart whispered in Lisa's ear to correct her.
"My brother's making me cum..." There was a loud burst of feedback through the speakers as Lisa dropped the microphone onto the lectern. It rolled down onto the wooden lip as Lisa grabbed the edges once more. Bart started to fuck her again through her orgasm, making the girl groan and tremble helplessly around his cock. Lisa knew how open she and Bart were with their friends, but she still couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Her juices were smeared over his shaft with each thrust. But shortly after her climax ended, Bart's was just about to begin. He buried himself inside her for one last time. His hips were pressed against her ass, and his cock twitching inside his sister's depths.
"Oh fuck he's.... he's cumming." Lisa panted. She didn't speak directly into the microphone, it just picked up her voice from where it lay under her chin. "My brother's cumming inside me!" Bart held himself inside her until the end of his cum, wanting to make sure that every drop of his seed was deep inside his sister. He held Lisa as he pulled out, expecting her to fall back on top of him. On quivering legs and feet, Lisa needed her brother's help to walk down the altar steps.
"Thanks, Bart." She whispered to him and she kissed his cheek. As Allison ran to Lisa's side to hold her arm over her shoulder, Janey stood speechless and frozen to her spot. She hadn't pulled her eyes away from the lectern as she tried to process what she'd just seen her best friend do. She thought that Bart kissing Lisa was weird enough, but watching them actually have sex? On the church altar of all places? Their kiss was nothing compared to that.
"You okay there, Janey?" Colin's thick accent brought Janey out of her thoughts.
"I... I..." She stammered as she looked down at him.
"It's okay." Colin calmly said as he took her hand. "I know it's a bit of a shock." He led her back to their friends as everyone took their spots on the floor. And Janey said nothing as Allison spun the bottle, still trying to process the idea of her best friend and her brother.
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