Bart meanwhile was stroking himself, cleaning off some more cum as he remembered his sister just a few minutes ago, with those nice, developing tits being swarmed as her tongue impatiently waited for him to violate it. Although he couldn’t fully masturbate after such a huge orgasm, he nonetheless remained hard for a while, sleeping only after half an hour of fantasy played in his mind.
Bart was 15, Lisa, 13; both at the height of sexual excitement and experimentation in regards to both of their genders. Bart wanted to fuck, and Lisa wanted to be fucked. They experimented slightly a year earlier, but not anything serious; not even any nudity. But as they were both quick developers physically, they knew it wouldn’t last long. Lisa was becoming a blonde bombshell. Despite still being tops in school, she had shed her nerdy image in the past year, taking advantage of her tits and tight ass while many girls around her stayed in the shadows, flabby, drugged up, or too jealous to act.
Bart was. Well, he was Bart. D minus average, but more than competent in any sport, making him popular as well. He and Lisa kept their sexual relationship a secret of course; he wouldn’t even mention a thing to Milhouse, who would die if he heard that Bart had access to Lisa’s nipples and pussy.whenever he wanted. Lisa was so easy to turn on; one of the thi...