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Morning Wood	By : Creamaster Category: +S through Z > Simpsons Views: 3509 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Morning Wood
- 1
The previous night Bart resuced Lisa from falling out of a tree, they spent the night at a country bed and breakfast in a small cabin trailer. Bart slept fitfully on the livingroom sofa, a dream about Lisa taking his imagination to the limit.

Bart lay on the cabin's sofa his arm draped over his eyes and his mouth hanging open, a snore compressed his inflated chest like he was being rescued from drowning in dream. It was an excellent dream, one where he was flying naked through the skies. In it too was his sister Lisa, she goaded him on with a come hither pull of her finger, chasing her as she ran beneath him, her arms and legs in constant movement as she looked up at him above the treetops.
The smell of bacon worked it's way through the dream forest, the trees turning into greasy poles. Bart realizing the dream was almost over dove at Lisa and pulled her into an oily embrace, the grease on the world making their wrestling easy.

A bright light intruded on his sleep in the middle of a loud snore, the sound of rain filtering in to his ears as he opened his blurry eyes half way to see a small river of rain trickling down the cabin window. The gray sky beyond a flat surface without any definition save the little dark drops that spilled from it. Sitting up quickly on the sofa, his eyes rapidly adjusting to the light, the chill of the air around him brought goose bumps up along the surface of his skin.

Bart looked around the living room as the sounds of rain mingled with the sounds of cooking, the blank screen of the television reflecting his searching gaze. He dropped his head to the side against his hand observing the origin of the cooking, still half asleep and wondering if it was all a dream.
In the little kitchen attached to the cabin's living room was his sister, standing over a sizzling pan of bacon. She wore nothing but her mismatched cotton underwear, a light blue bra and a pair of gray panties. Bart gulped as the smell of bacon made his mouth water, staring at his sister as his mind slowly pulled itself back to consciousness.
Her legs curved up and joined with her firm buttocks, the panties sunk slightly into the crease in her ass. She moved back and forth as she worked the spatula around the pan, her hips turning and her hair bouncing. Bart felt the tightness in his crotch grow painfully against the fabric of his underwear. He looked down at himself and pulled out his waistband, his cock twitching in it's little hammock.
Damn, your up early aren't you boy? Bart said to his cock, the cock twitching in agreement as Bart looked back over at his sister. He ground his hips against the fabric and bit his lip looking at her, her hips cocked to one side.
He stood up with his erection and waited for Lisa to finish cooking, staring at her and scratching his balls through his pajamas absent mindedly.
"Hey Lise," Bart said through a yawn, his hands raised above his head.
Lisa turned around and said,
"Bart!"
She rushed over and threw her arms around him in a tight embrace, her face tucked into his broad shoulder a look of suprize on Barts face as the wind was knocked out of him. He wrapped his arms around her gently feeling her small form pressed against him, her scent cascaded over him, her warmth holding on to him, the rain outside and the chill in the room pushed away by the heat of the embrace.
His cock stiffened in a pleasing way as good sensations shot through him, that pesky boy in his drawers pressed against Lisa's fleshy stomach wich moved back and forth as she hugged him, her breasts softly molded against his chest, her stomach taut and expanding with her breath.
He felt his cock stiffen painfully this time, wanting something close to him, the tip rising above his waistband as it pressed into Lisa's stomach and hips, he reached down and felt the smooth skin of his cock, pulling his shaft back and forth as the release of pleasure made him shudder.
"Down boy, thats your damn sister," Bart chided his unruly cock which twitched back at him defiantly, it knew fully well what it wanted.
Lisa was enjoying the warmth of Bart's skin and seemed to be half-dozing as the cool air at her back drove her body into him.
"Hey Lise..." Bart tried to get a reaction out of her but she was blissfully unaware of Bart save for his warmth.
Bart thought maybe she wouldn't mind if he risked a little more and pulled his hand back to the base and levered his naked cock down against the elastic of his waistband his cock scraping against her bare stomach down to her cotton panties.
She didn't seem to notice the movement and kept hugging him closely, her face smiling with love.
His cock poked at her as they both looked down at her mound swaying in front of Bart, the tip brushing against it, prodding at her mound as she balanced herself, her arms draped around his shoulders.
Lisa still didn't seem to notice even as she watched his cock begin to press into the space between her thighs, her breathing staying normal, a soft warm wind against Bart's ear as he felt her thighs start to give way for him.
The flesh of her thighs was warm and soft as it pressed against his cock, heat radiated up between them, the soft cotton that contained her pubic area squished against the top of his engorged member. The friction of her dry skin tugged at him in a way that was slightly painful at first, he angled his hips to try and push through but his cock fumbled onto the mound of her pussy.
Bart hugged his sister tighter, his hand coming up to the nape of her neck and brushed the small hairs away from her skin, his hand brushed against the strap of her bra, sending it off the side of her shoulder as his lips moved in its place. He leaned down and gently ran his lips over her neck, kissing her delicately, this kind of contact didn't seem to bother her as goose bumps raised along her skin.
"Mmm Bart that feels good," Lisa laughed quietly, pulling herself out of the deep restfulness she felt, her head gracefully turned away from the lips pressed against her neck, his cock rubbing into the mound of her panties.
"Morning Lise," Bart raised his head and looked down at Lisa, she turned her head against him, her eyes still closed and he kissed her on the lips sweetly, their hearts beating against each other, a small amount of saliva trailing between them as they pulled away. Lisa put her head back into Bart's shoulder and Bart's lips resumed brushing against Lisa's flushed neck.
"Bart I saw an ad for condoms at the little store by the front gate, would you pick some up for me later?" Lisa said into Bart's shoulder.
"What do you need condoms for you don't have sex?" Bart said in between kisses, his cock prodding at the soft crux of her hips.
"I just have a feeling I might need them, heading to college." Lisa said as her face blushed as she felt a good feeling welling up in her stomach causing her to contract the muscles in her pelvis.
"Well why do you need me, just get them yourself." Bart said as he nuzzled into her neck, kissing her ear.
"I'm embarrassed," Lisa said, her eyes closed as Bart slowly ground against her.
"I dont mind, I can do that for you," Bart said looking down his sisters spine at the curve of her backside.
He tried to push through the barrier of her thighs but her legs were clamped shut, her head rested gently on his chest as he pushed against her, as though she was unconsciously testing his resolve to break through. He let his hands drift down his sister's back as he kissed her neck, feeling the curve of her spine under his fingertips, his cool touch raised goose bumps on Lisa's skin as she opened her mouth and gasped, the rain tricked down the window outside and far away the ionization of a thunder clap reached them, Bart's hand lingered, until he continued slowly and rested on her lower back. He pulled her closer again, their stomachs pressing together, Lisa breathed heavily against Bart's chest, her hands folded against him, her heart beat fluttering into him, still somewhat unaware of what her Brother was doing and enjoying the morning connection with him, the warmth on a cold day.
Despite the position of his hand Bart still couldn't get enough leverage to push through Lisa's thigh barrier. He slid his hands down her backside slowly again, the feelings in both of them building as his hand drifted across her erogenous zone, the nerve endings electrified with sensation, all the way down and gripped her ass instead this time. Flexing his fingers into her flesh, opening her ass up lifting her a little as she pressed closer to him, Lisa looked at Bart, her breasts squished and her eyes glittering, her breath close to his face. Her cotton panties molded around Bart's hands, weding themselves into her pussy a little as me moved her, he got a solid grip and slowly pulled Lisa's hips forward along the length of his cock, sudden relief spreading thorugh his lower body as he pushed all the way to open air through her thighs, her skin making way for his aching member.
"Yess," Bart thought as he pressed her hips flush with his, their bodies warmth merging. Their breath quickened, their inhales and exhales synchronizing, Bart felt a sudden urge to cum but resisted, holding his breath as Lisa's chest rose and fell pressed against him, his stomach muscles contracting, his perineum clamping down on the spurt.
"I cant cum on my sister dammit," Bart thought.
He felt her little opening press against the base of his cock, the lips came apart in a kiss through the fabric, he felt the strands of her pubic hair grate against his shaft through the panties.
"I think sex would feel really good," Lisa said staring down the front of her body at her vagina smooshed against the base of her brother erection, still not fully piecing together what was going on.
"It feels amazing Lisa," Bart said as he began to thrust back and forth against his sister's thighs.
"How would you know you've never had sex?" Lisa said as her sweating body moved back and forth against Bart, the slick sound of their skin against each other. Lisa draped her arms around Bart's neck as he thrust his cock against her loins.
"It's one of those things boys know Lisa, I bet I spend about as much time thinking about sex as you do about college and your career." Bart held Lisa's ass tight against him and pushed his cock up between her cheeks with his hand, the shaft of his penis sinking into the lips of his sister outside her cotton panties.
Lisa let out a little moan as he did it, Bart bit his lip as he glanced back and forth between the back of Lisa's head and her ass.
"How can she not feel this?" Bart wondered as he ground deep into her slit.
"That's not true I think about sex a lot!" Lisa said, her face flushed as Bart held her ass in his hands.
"Oh yeah, what do you think about?" Bart continued to use Lisa's hips to grind his cock on, pulling her back and forth across his length, pounding his hips against her, her panties becoming wet, her liquids making the motion more fluid as their belly's stuck together with sweat.
"You know holding hands and kissing that sort of stuff," Lisa said embarrassed all of a sudden, her breath escaping her in little gasps as pleasure flooded her body.
"Come on Lisa that's not sex," Bart said as he fucked Lisa's thigh gap harder, he grabbed Lisa's hand, their fingers intertwined, she lifted her face towards his and he kissed her, their tongues lingering against each other before pulling away out of breath.
"Well I like to think about it, I imagine it's like a warm glow inside," Lisa said, feeling her naked stomach, knotted into contracting muscles as Bart roughly massaged her labial lips.
They stayed like that for several minutes, Bart thrusting against Lisas hips as she rested against him, a quizzical look on her face as she thought about sex , the rain outside the little room falling and providing a staccato that matched the sound of Barts wet thrusts.
Bart slowed and felt his sisters wet lips wrap raound the top of his shaft through her panties, coming close he felt a heat building in his cock, he looked down at his sister's flat stomach and felt a surge of lust wash over him. He slowed down fucking her thighs and pulled down the front of her panties, her bare pussy exposed to the cool air, his free standing cock twitched between the two of them as he rested his hands on her shoulders,
"It'll happen sooner than you think, better to hold on until you're sure about it," Bart said exhausted, as he sweat and shot a milky load on his sister's exposed mound, the thick cum dripping down to her lowered panties, her arms around his neck, her hot breath matching his own as their flushed faces watched his cock spray again.
"You're one to talk, you cum all the time," Lisa said, but somehow not about Barts cum spurting against her.
"Yeah," Bart stared at the milky substance covering her, he hesitated then let go of her waist band, the panties snapping back into place over the fresh cum, leaving little dark marks where the fabric contacted the semen on her body.
Lisa pressed tight against Bart again, her face in his shoulder as little sounds escaped her, she ground her hips against his softening member, the hard mound of her pushing into his pubic bone as she flex her arms and pulled him close.
"I know Ill remember my first for a long time, so you're right it should be special," Lisa said as she drew little circles on Bart's back.
Bart slid his hand down the side of her chest, grazing her breasts and rubbing along her stomach until his fingers penetrated the elastic of her waistline against her hips and felt the slick sensation of his cum against her skin. He massaged the cum into her clit, using it as lubricant, Lisa, cried into his shoulder, tears and snot coming out of her as she embraced his raw touch.
She pulled back and kissed Bart with her full lips, his eyes widening in surprise her mound searching her his hips,
They stayed standing there, electricity pulsing through them as they drank the saliva from each sloppy kiss, the sky outside broke and a deluge of rain pelted against the shingle roof, the cold air sending a shiver through them both.
They collapsed on the couch, nestled together under a blanket, their cold sweat drying, Bart flipped on the TV, safe from the storm outside.
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