Simpsons: The Simpsons' Porno Movie (Mbg,Mb,bg,bF,Fgg,inc)
by Bahamut Dragons and Hawk
"You sexy thing, sexy thing. I believe in miracles", sang the radio along
with a happy Homer, driving home from work. He parked the car and entered his
home. The kids were watching TV and Marge was taking meals out of the oven.
Having heard the door close, she shouted, "Kids! Diner!"
That night, the Simpsons were having chicken, except Lisa of course, who was
"So then", Bart said, "Mrs. Krabapple turned to the board and I used my last
elastic to hit her glass of coffee, which made it tip and fall over our
exams. I guess we'll have to do it again, but now, I know what to study."
"And you, what did you do?" asked Marge.
"We received the notes from our last exam. I got an A++ but of course, Alison
had an A+++. Stupid Alison," Lisa said under her breath.
"Oh", Homer started, "by the way, honey, Mr. Smithers is coming to visit us
tonight. He says he wants to talk about something important concerning the
family. He didn't mention what though."
* * *
Later that evening, Waylon Smithers arrived. They all sat in the dinning
room, except Maggie who was sleeping upstairs.
"Ok, as I come here, know that this doesn't concern your job at the power
plant. This is on my own terms. Even Mr. Burns doesn't know. Actually, this
might be the one thing he doesn't know about me," said Waylon.
They all looked at each other, meaning "Yeah, that and the fact that you're
"I come with a proposition. I've interacted quite often with your family and
find it quite charming. On my time off, I built a company, Snurb Corporation,
which is registered and legal. Officially, it researches pharmaceutics
products, but it never saw the light of any medical stuff. Actually, it deals
with underground pornography." He waited until their obvious shock passed.
'They always are,' he thought, 'but they always see the light.' "I very well
understand your reaction, but believe me, it's not as bad as it sounds."
"Get to the point," said Bart.
Waylon took a deep breath before blurting out the whole truth about why he
was there. "Homer, I would like you and your family to make pornographic
Marge's voice covered the rest, "WHAT?!"
"I understand your concern, Mrs. Simpson, and - "
"And nothing! I want you out of my house, NOW!"
"Please, if you would just let me explain."
"Homer, show him the door." She didn't shout anymore, but her voice was ice
Homer had rarely seen her so angry and he knew the best was to obey, for the
time being at least. "This way, Mr. Smithers."
Homer followed Smithers to his car.
"Well, I've got your wife's answer, but what did you think, Homer?"
"I don't know. How much does it pay?"
"$5000 dollars for your first movie, if it's what I'm interested in."
"5000?! That's a lot of money!"
"And easy money, too. Look, I see your wife in the window, looking at me
and quite frankly, I'm scared of her. Here's my card, call me on my beeper
anytime, day or night."
Smithers slipped a card to Homer before taking off in his red convertible.
Homer hummed while looking at the card, reading: Waylon Smithers, CIO of
* * *
That night, when everyone was sleeping, Marge went down to the kitchen for
a glass of water. She couldn't sleep due to her thinking so much. She heard
her nagging voice repeatedly saying "No" to an invisible Smithers, along with
how immoral it was, against the law and the bible. However, behind that voice
was another one, smaller, telling her she never had any fun, that it could be
an easy income and she was getting horny. There was that itch in her pussy.
Marge was so self absorbed that she didn't hear Bart come in.
"Hi sweetie. Why are you up so late? You have school tomorrow."
"I couldn't sleep. I was thinking about homework."
"Well, maybe it's about Mr. Smithers."
Bart served himself a glass of water before sitting down in front of his
mother. They just sat there, silently except for the sips of water, lost
in thought for a moment.
"What do you think about this," asked Marge.
"I can understand why you don't want to," Bart said.
"But what do you think?"
Bart took a drink of his water, not looking his mom in the eyes,
uncomfortable. "Why don't you ask Lisa? She has an opinion on everything."
"Because I want to know your thoughts," said Marge.
Bart took another nervous drink, still not looking her in the face. "Well I
suppose it would be alright." He didn't look at her, but he felt her eyes.
Mad eyes? Sad eyes? She took a sip. Her little boy was becoming a man.
"How", asked Marge, amazingly controlling her voice to keep it neutral, "how
would this be alright?"
"You're mad, aren't you?"
"I'm not mad; I'm just concerned," as Smithers said. "Concerned for all of
your well beings."
"Well, the way I see it, it would bring the family together in a fun activity
and we would be paid for it."
"What about the law? What if we get caught?"
"Ask Smithers. You didn't leave him much time to explain himself. I'm sure
if he does this, he must have a good backup plan". Bart got up and returned
to his room. Marge just looked into the darkness. Maybe he was right. In some
twisted way, what he said was true. What if they did do it? Would it really
be better? First thing would have to be to talk to Mr. Smithers, and then
Marge went back to her room and returned to bed. Homer wasn't asleep. She
knew because he wasn't snoring, and because a Snrub Corporation card was left
on her pillow. The next day, Marge confirmed with Lisa, the only who hadn't
given her opinion yet, if she was for or against it. Lisa gave her the big
thumbs up, having herself already considered the matter. If any doubt was
left in Marge's mind, it all left with the confidence in Lisa's voice.
* * *
That day, none of them could concentrate on their tasks, which obviously
didn't change much for Bart). Marge even had to get cookies at the store
because she burned hers. And finally, the time came. Smithers rang.
"Mr. Smithers, welcome back. Please come in."
"Thank you Mrs. Simpson. I suppose that means you've reconsidered my
"I really must apologize for all this. I overreacted. As for your
proposition, we'll have to talk first. This isn't something to take
"Right you are. And don't worry about yesterday; it's natural that you want
to protect your family. It only shows that you love them very much. And
besides, I've seen worst. Don't ask me what, but believe, I've seen worst."
"Please, let's sit in the living room."
The cookies were already on the table. Marge offered drinks to everyone who
answered milk, except beer for Homer.
"Now that we are settled, let's begin with the questions. First, did you ever
have problems with the law?"
"No, none at all. When I started this, I knew the law would be a big concern.
I managed to bribe the judge and get him in my pocket. Quimby jumped at the
idea of making movies so he's on my pay list and the mayor is just happy with
the extra "tax" money Snrub brings to the city. It's taxed higher, but it's
worth every penny."
"Who has access to this", asked Lisa. "Is there danger for my reputation?"
"Only people who produced at least one movie have access. The distribution is
made in the country or world wide, which is at the discretion of the people
producing it. The people who see this are like you. I'm associated with a
world wide group and let me tell you: every detail has been checked and
rechecked. There is a reason why they stand since the early 50s."
"Who are "they" exactly?"
"I'm sorry, I can only tell you as much as I already have. But they are so
powerful that they have influence over the president, and not only of this
"Mr. Smithers", said Homer, "please tell us about the five grand".
"Well, since you are new, you can only go as high as 5 thousand dollars.
However, later movies can bring up to 20 thousand."
"What will be expected of us?"
"Five scenes, a normal first timer. I would like to see every family member
at least once, including Maggie, but the most important is to see all the
kids. A child must be present in every scene. I want a clear shot of
everything, so you'll usually need a cameraman, although some have made
wonders with a stable camera. As for the rest, you may have the type of sex
you wish: vaginal, anal, oral, masturbation (even though that isn't worth
much), hetero, gay and lesbian." Smithers fell silent and no one added
anything. They were now all convinced that this would be a good thing, a
great thing even.
Everyone turned towards Marge.
"Well Mr. Smithers", she said with a smile, "where do we sign?"
"Mrs. Simpsons, you're doing the right thing," Smithers said as he gave them
all a contract to sign.
* * *
Later that night, after their new boss left, Marge, Homer, Bart and Lisa sat
at the table; their new video camera in the center and a notepad and pencil
in front of Lisa.
"Ok", Marge said, "if we are going to do this, we need a plan."
"But why honey? We never needed a plan before?" said Homer.
"This is a video that will be seen by, hopefully, tons of people. I want to
get it right. What should we do as a first scene?" said Marge.
"How about Homer fucking Lisa in the butt," said Bart.
"But why", said Marge.
"I don't know: because she's always playing her saxophone."
"Or maybe I could come home sad because of a bad grade and dad would cheer
me up. Actually, Bart could cheer me up as well," said Lisa with a giggle.
"Now there's a good idea," approved Marge.
"Put it down as scene one, if everyone agrees."
They did and after planning the four other scenes, they prepared the camera
Smithers had given them. Everyone went into place.
"Ok, places everyone. Lights, camera and action! Lisa gets a bad grade,"
Lisa opened the door and ran up the stairs, crying, and slammed the door to
her room. Bart came in right after.
"What's with her?" asked Homer.
"I don't know but she was crying all the way on the school bus. I tried to
ask her but she wouldn't tell. She didn't look like she was physically hurt
though," said Bart as he climbed the stairs.
Homer and Bart went up and knocked on Lisa's door. They only heard muffed
sobbing on the other side. They slowly opened the door. Lisa was on her bed
with her pillow over her head.
"Lisa, what's wrong?"
"My life is ruined."
"Why so honey?"
She took a sheet of paper and gave it to Homer. It was a report card and she
had an F in history.
"Oh Lisa, I'm sorry. But you know your life isn't finished because of that.
You'll have other grades and I'm sure you'll have an A+ on your next history
test, an A++ even."
Lisa sobbed softer now, but still kept her head hidden.
Bart then approached her slowly and put his hand on her red dress. "I know
what would cheer you up."
He moved his hand downward and under her dress to her private parts. He
started rubbing through the softness of her panties. Even from under the
pillow, he could hear her moans. He rubbed softly, sensually, until he
felt wetness. Bart then proceeded to remove the panties, to which Lisa
didn't object. He slowly pulled, making the silky undergarments slide,
which made Lisa giggle a bit. Bart then took the pillow and lifted it
from her head.
"I want to see your face."
She was still face down, but she turned her face to her brother, nodded and
turned on her back. He put the pillow under her head. Bart returned to her
love lips and entered a finger between them, probing the wetness with
tenderness. He entered a second and started pumping rhythmically in and out
of her. He moved on the bed and added a breast massage from under her dress
to the finger fuck. Lisa had her eyes closed, mouth slightly opened, panting
and moaning with each thrust and rub.
"No more Bart. I want YOU to FUCK ME" she cried.
Bart removed his hand and removed his shirt, shoes, socks, pants and
underwear in a few seconds, leaving only a nude golden boy to be admired by
his sister and their dad. Homer was still in the room, looking at his kids
and holding his crotch area while jumping from one foot to another. Bart
turned to his sister. "Do you mind if Homer joins in the fun?"
"Only if you do," giggled Lisa.
"Homer, why don't you come here and unwind with a piece of ass".
He didn't need any encouragement and so he too undressed, while Bart helped
Lisa remove her clothing. He then put his erect cock at her pussy and thrust
"Homer, you'll have her ass".
Their father got on the bed and put his own hard member, a bigger and hairier
copy of Bart's, at Lisa's asshole entrance.
"Don't go in dry! Don't go in dry!", cried Lisa.
Homer had never done ass before. He asked his daughter to "please give it a
few licks, for lubrication". Lisa passed her tongue all around Homer's big
cock, which sent a shiver down his spine. Bart still didn't move and waited
for his dad to assfuck his sister. He reasoned that even though this was
great, THAT would be better. So Homer returned to the hole and poked the
entrance. He grabbed her young hips and slowly entered her. She was less
tight then he would have imagined, but he still could well feel the flesh
taking hold of him.
Bart started pumping in his sister, which Homer copied. The sensation was
all new and highly exciting for all three of them. Lisa had never felt such
passion, the love of a boy and a man, family, pushing their cocks into her
pussy and ass at the same time. Homer had never felt such tightness around
his cock, since he had never done any assfucking of a woman, much less with
a child. Bart could feel the energy Homer was putting into the act, the
rubbing of his dad's dick on his own, through Lisa and his ass rubbing
against his father's chest.
Finally, Homer let out a shout as he let his warm cum flow into Lisa's
inners. Bart and Lisa came soon afterwards, almost at the same time,
drenching their sex organs with each other's sweet sweet juices. Bart let
himself hug and kiss Lisa, while still in her. "I love you Lisa."
"I love you Bart."
"And I love you both," Homer said, also in Lisa and hugging them both.
"Thanks for cheering me up" said Lisa with a lewd giggle.
Scene 2 - Bart's Homowork
Bart was browsing the Internet in Lisa's room, looking at various gay porn
sites, a pad besides him and taking notes. He then cleared the cache like
his sister had showed him and returned to his own room. There, he proceeded
to look at his gay porn magazines.
"Hey! That dude looks like Milhouse," Bart said, and "it looks like he loves
what he is being fed."
Homer then passed in the hallway and seeing Bart looking at gay porn
magazines, he popped in for a visit. (Bart had a great collection.) "Bart,
what are you doing?" he said as he sat down on the bed.
"I need to finish this work on homosexuality for school. I thought that by
looking at these I'd be inspired."
"Well, there is another way". Homer stood up, unzipped and put down his pants
and underwear, revealing his limp cock.
"Homer, what are you doing?"
"Does this work matter to you?"
"Well, yeah. I need it to get an A."
"Then I suggest you start sucking, Bart".
Bart looked at his father's cock, got up and tentatively took it in his hand.
He rubbed it a bit, playing with his balls and making Homer moan softly. Bart
then gave it a kiss, first on the yellow skin, then on the tip, where he
tasted a few drops of precum. Liking the salty taste, he then took the tip of
the cock in his mouth, sucking and licking and making Homer "ah" and "oh".
Homer grabbed his son's head and thrust his cock inside his mouth.
Bart gagged from surprise, but accepted it and continued pumping his head,
licking and sucking his dad's cock. Homer was trying to contain himself, but
it was all just too exciting and so he quickly released himself in Bart's
mouth. Bart drank his dad's salty liquid and swallowed every bit of it,
licking and milking the last of it of the tip of Homer's cock. Bart removed
the now softing member from his mouth and swallowed what was left of his
father's incestuous delicious juices. He fell back on his chair, licking his
lips, and smiling lewdly at Homer. "Well, that was a tasty treat."
"And it's only part one of two. You can't know homosexuality with out a
strong and rigid cock up your ass."
"But Homer, where are we going to find a strong and rigid cock?"
Homer looked at him in a weird way. "Oh! You mean you!"
"Take off those pants boy. In fact, take off all of your clothes. I want you
to feel my hands all over you."
"Only if you do the same."
Quickly, the father and son duo got naked and Homer lay on his back on the
bed, his shiny dick becoming hard again, thanks to Bart's mouth, tongue and
hands. He had to stop Bart or he would have given him another tasty treat.
"Now come boy. Let us become one."
Bart got on the bed and placed himself between Homer's legs, back to his
face. He crouched, took his dad's cock and aimed it to his asshole entrance.
Slowly, he lowered himself on the slick member, coated with a mix of saliva
and cum. He had a problem with going any further then a few inches so Homer
grabbed his hips and slowly, as to not hurt Bart, pulled him in even further.
In the end, Bart managed to take the entire ten-inch love toy into his ass.
The boy pushed with his legs and dropped back on Homer, who was helping him
with his hands, lifting and dropping the energetic young body.
"Lay down on me son, it'll be easier for you."
Bart did and then, Homer started pumping his cock in and out of his son. He
moved his hand all over his body, rubbing his chubby tummy inherited from his
dad, his nipples, moved and finally his young and innocent cock. He played
with the balls and the hardening shaft until he could grab it. Homer's
pounding into his tight ass made him pump his cock at the same time. Bart
moved his legs in the air, helping his dad to anally fuck him. Finally, he
couldn't retain the pressure any longer and he came all over his tummy.
Homer took more time because he had already cum, but with a few more pushes,
he finally went over the edge as he came inside his young son's body, sending
out waves of his white sticky love fluid. Homer was still in Bart, both on
their backs, panting.
"Well that was educational. This will make a great essay. And maybe I can
even give demonstrations. Thanks Dad."
"Anytime son" said Homer, who with a lewd smirk, pulled out of Bart's ass and
began licking Bart's cream off his tummy and kissing Bart.
Scene 3 - Giving Maggie the "bottle"
Bart was sitting on the couch, watching T.V., while keeping an eye on Maggie,
who was playing with her blocks. Marge was in the kitchen preparing dinner.
"Bart," she said putting a pan on the stove, "could you feed Maggie please?"
"No problemo mom," he said, turning away from the television.
Bart took Maggie away from her blocks and put her on the couch. He took the
milk bottle from the table, which Marge had just put on and replaced her
eternal pacifier with it. He then resumed watching his T.V. show. However,
he was now distracted by the sucking sound beside him. He tried focusing all
of his attention on the cartoons in front of him, but even his years of
experience ignoring teachers could not help him against this.
Without realizing it at first, Bart started to be aroused by the sound. He
closed his eyes and imagined Marge's pair of lips around his young yellow
shaft. He pictured her licking the length all the way down to his hairless
pouch, sucking and kissing a ball before going back up. He saw his mother
taking his all of his cock in her mouth and milking him for all he's worth.
And just when he felt himself cuming, the sucking sound stopped.
Bart opened his eyes to see that Maggie had finished her lunch. He took the
bottle away and gave her back her pacifier, still hurting with his erection.
He put the bottle on the table and felt a small hand on his leg. Maggie had
taken out her pacifier and was asking her something else. "Bottle?" She said.
She seemed to still be hungry and had her arms extended to grab anything that
could feed her.
Anything? Bart looked to the kitchen and saw his mom cooking in a trance like
state. With the TV on, it was unlikely that she would catch him. "Are you
still hungry Maggie?" he asked in a lewd whisper. "I have more milk for you
right here in a very special 'bottle'", he said, rubbing his crotch. He
unzipped his pants and slipped out his twelve-year-old cock. He put it in
"Bottle!" Maggie said. She tried to pull her new bottle close to herself, but
seeing that it didn't move, she advanced to it and quickly took the whole
cock into her mouth.
Bart laid down on his back, legs opened to give his sister complete access
to his crotch area and left her do all the work. Maggie started to move her
small hands up, down and around the "bottle", giving her big brother a shiver
down his spine. She didn't seem to mind at all that no juice was coming out
yet as she kept licking and sucking his cock.
Bart took one of her little hands and had her play with his balls. Not being
strong her playing with his balls didn't hurt him. In fact both Bart and
Maggie were really enjoying it. Maggie was giggling and laughing, which was
hard to do with a cock in her mouth.
Finally, no longer about to control himself, Bart let himself go and flowed
his warm "milk" into her mouth, which seemed to make her happy since she
started sucking even more. Bart filled her mouth with his cum. Maggie
swallowed every single drop, smiling at him as she did. Only when there was
no more did Maggie let go. She burped loudly, licked her lips to remove the
last of the cum and put her pacifier back in her mouth, a pacifier that
looked strangely like a cock, a cock shaped just like Bart's cock.
"Bart, could you bring me the empty bottle please?"
"Mom!" Bart had completely forgotten about his mother. He quickly slipped his
limp cock back into his pants and brought the bottle back.
"So, did she drink well?"
"Oh yeah, she drank real nice. Have me feed her anytime!"
Scene 4 - Bart the Motherfucker
Bart was reading one of his porn books and jerking off when Marge came into
"Hi Bart. What you looking at?" said Marge. "Oh, a porn book. May I look at
it with you?"
"Sure," said Bart and made room on his bed for his mother. Handing her the
book he continued jerking off.
"This book is about boys fucking their mothers," said Marge as she lifted her
dress and started to play with her pussy.
"Is that why they call them motherfuckers?" said Bart and they both laughed.
Marge looked at Bart's cock and licked her lips. "Honey, let me help you."
She knelt down on the floor and took Bart's cock in her hand, stoking it and
kissing the tip of his cock. "I'm hungry" she giggled and took Bart's cock
into her mouth, sucking and licking it. Bart moaned as his mother gave him
fantastic head. With a cry he flooded her mother with his hot delicious cum.
Marge sighed and swallowed every drop.
"My, what a tasty snack. Mommy loves her little man. Why Bart, you're still
hard. Mommy wants to reward her little man." With that Marge got on the bed
on her hands and knees. "Fuck mommy's ass, honey" said Marge as she wiggled
her ass, spreading her ass cheeks open for him.
Bart got in back of Marge and slowly pushed his cock all the way into her
making her hiss and moan
"FUCK ME, BART. FUCK ME HARD. BE MY SPECIAL MOTHERFUCKER," cried Marge.
Bart started to fuck Marge hard and fast, pounding his cock deeper in to her
asshole. Marge pushed back against his thrust, playing with her pussy at the
The tightness and heat of her asshole was too much for Bart. Trying as he
could to hold back it was a losing effort and after Marge came with a wild
piercing scream of "FUCK ME!"
Bart shouted, "Here it cums, slut!" and began to fill Marge's hot ass with
his cream. Marge used her ass muscles to milk the last of the cum out of his
cock. Collapsing on top of his mother he hugged her tightly, squeezing her
"Oh Bart, you're my special motherfucker and you can fuck me anytime you
want," moaned Marge as she turned her head and kissed her son.
"I'll be sure to do just that," smirked Bart lewdly.
Scene 5 - Marge, Lisa And Maggie Eat At The "Y"
Marge was passing Lisa's room when she heard a low moan coming from the room.
Opening the door she discovered Maggie between Lisa's legs, eating her pussy.
Lisa was obviously enjoying an orgasm as her eyes were closed and she was
moaning and squirming.
Lisa opened her eyes and saw her mother taking off her clothes. "Hi mom.
Joining us for dinner at the 'Y'?" she asked, giggling.
"Yes, dear. This is a special mother-daughters fun activity and I'm hungry
for pussy", Marge said as she climbed unto the bed.
Maggie stopped eating Lisa and saw her mother on the bed with her legs open
"Maggie," said Lisa, "would you like to eat mommy's pussy?"
Maggie nodded yes. Lisa pulled her pussy away from Maggie's mouth. She
then helped Maggie crawl between their mother's legs. Maggie looked at her
mother's pussy, covered with hair. Lisa's pussy and her own didn't have any
Marge smiled at her. "Here, honey" and she pulled open her pussy lips.
Licking her lips Maggie kissed her mother's pussy lips. "Oh Maggie, that is
so nice. Eat mommy, sweetie."
Maggie started licking and sucking her mother, which made Marge moan and
squirm. Her moaning was gut short as Lisa slowly lowered her pussy onto
Marge's face. Marge started to eat her. Lisa stopped her, saying, "Let me
swing around so I can eat Maggie."
She slowly moved around until there was a triangle on the bed, an incestuous
triangle of a mother and her two daughters eating each other into multiple
orgasms. The moaning and cursing was music to Bart's ears, who was the
cameraman for this scene. The three Simpson women changed the shape of the
triangle so that everybody got to eat and be eaten by everybody else
Finally, Marge, Lisa and Maggie hugged each other, kissing each other and
closing their eyes, as if to go to sleep.
"That's a wrap!" cried Homer. "Now let me get this tape to Mr. Smithers,"
and he dashed out of the house with the film that would make them $5,000.
Two weeks had passed since Homer had given Smithers the tape. Smithers had
told them that he had to go through procedures before giving the money and
access to the other tapes. While waiting to hear from Smithers Homer, Marge,
Bart and Lisa had spent the time fucking and sucking. Maggie, being so young,
couldn't do any fucking but she was sucking cocks and eating pussies every
That Saturday morning, a package was delivered. Marge took and signed for it.
It was from Snurb Corporation. She called all of the family to the living
room. "Homer! Kids! It's here!"
They all ran down the stairs, Bart still pulling up his pants (Maggie had
just finished giving him a blowjob while Lisa watched. She carried Maggie
down stairs), and quickly sat on the couch. "Quick mom, open it!"
She tore off the tape and opened the box. Inside was a sealed envelope, a
tape written, "Welcome to the family," another with their pictures and the
title "The Joys of Evergreen" five magnetic badges with a serial number on
them and a note.
Dear Simpsons. Here is the package you have surely waited for so long.
Inside, you will find the $6000 check, a video tape explaining what comes
next about renting videos and making new ones, your own video tape and
magnetic I.D. badges, which use is explained in the tape.
I congratulate you on your movie. Seldom do the videos have a likeness of
stories. Also, it was quite diverse. That is why there is an extra $1000 in
the check. I especially loved the second scene. Again, great work. I hope
to see more of your work in the near future.
Waylon Smithers, CIO of Snurb Corporation.
Marge opened the letter and there was a check for $6000, $1000 more then
promised. It was addressed to the Simpson family.
"I suppose that means he really LIKED our scene, eh Homer."
"I guess we'll have to make more, son. A whole video maybe."
Afterwards, they viewed the video. A man onscreen gave them more information
about all the rules and responsibility about being part of the Child Lover
Organization. In response, it said to not reveal anything to non-members, to
not try to recruit members and how to deal with the law about it all. It
finished by telling them about rentals, to "have a good fuck" and to destroy
the tape immediately after viewing it.
"Kids," said Homer while burning the tape, "let's go rent a movie".
They drove to the video rental store. They were all wearing their ID badges.
Homer approached the clerk. "Hello," he said like in the video, "I'm
searching for something exotic and different."
"Maybe we have that in the back room. Follow me."
The family followed the man through the employee's only door. He then
unlocked another door and asked them to pass their ID badges through a
scanner. They all were confirmed and entered another room with tapes on
the walls, the pedo section.
"Just come back to the counter to rent."
They all browsed through the tapes. They could recognize some of the local
faces: Apu in "8 Quickies", Principal Skinner with some of the boys at school
in "Detention" 1 to 4, Ralph and Wiggam in "I'm A Cop", the Reverend Playfair
in "Sunday School" and in the new section, their own tape.
They were stunned to see a half dozen videos starring Marge's sisters, Patty
"Wow. My sisters! I never what have thought they would make porno movies,"
said Marge as she read the description of a video entitled "Selma Snd Patty
Pull the Double Super Chief". "Watch Selma and Patty satisfy 40 horny ten,
eleven and twelve year olds at a kiddie's birthday party."
"This we got to rent!" said Lisa, her pussy getting wet just thinking about
"Hey," Bart said, "I was right about Milhouse." He showed a tape with Nelson
and Jimbo going down on him. "I am so going to make a video with him."
"Count me in!" said Lisa.
Everyone looked at her.
"I like fucking and sucking," Lisa said with a lewd smirk.
"On come on Lisa. Don't tell me you didn't already like it when I came to
"sleep" with you at night?" said Homer.
"What? So you mean to say that this wasn't your first time?" asked Marge.
"First time? Bart and I were doing it months before this. In fact, we were
the ones who contacted CHO, who put us in contact with Snurb."
"I... don't know what to say,,said Marge.
"Thank us for the new income," Lisa said.
"Thank us for a new family activity. And of course, thank us for more and
more fucking and sucking."
Marge bent down to her little girl. She hugged her tightly and kissed her...
on the mouth. The two women started French kissing while Marge was rubbing
Lisa's slit through her panties.
"Uh... Mom," intruded Bart, "can we go back home? I think I need to fuck
They saw his erection making a small mount in his pants. Homer was hopping
from one foot to the other. Lisa grabbed "Life As A Prince" by Martin Prince,
in addition to "Pull The Double Super Chief" and they quickly left the room,
paid the clerk and rode back home in a haste to plan their new movie.