Co-Written Jss2141

As Kirk Van Houten trudged along the streets of Springfield, his shoulders slumped and his footsteps heavy, the weight of disappointment seemed to hang around him like a dark cloud. His typically bright eyes dulled with sorrow, reflecting the inner turmoil he couldn't shake off.

With each step, his expression grew more crestfallen, mirroring the depths of his sadness. His usually cheerful demeanor was replaced by a despondent frown, lines of worry etched deeply into his brow. His movements lacked their usual energy, as if the weight of his disillusionment was physically dragging him down.

Passersby couldn't help but notice the change in Kirk. Some glanced at him with sympathetic looks, while others simply passed by, absorbed in their own lives. But to Kirk, it felt like the weight of the world was pressing down on him, suffocating him with every breath.

As he walked, memories of past failures and missed opportunities replayed in his mind, tormenting him further. Each corner turned seemed to lead him deeper into the maze of his own despair.

Despite the bustling activity around him, Kirk felt utterly alone in his sorrow, a solitary figure lost in the crowd. And as he continued on his journey through the streets of Springfield, his heart heavy and his spirit broken, he couldn't help but wonder if there would ever be a way out of the darkness that surrounded him.

Kirk trudges along the sidewalk, his steps heavy with defeat. His mind swirls with a tumult of emotions, anger, sadness, and humiliation battling for dominance.

"Unbelievable... kicked out again. How many times is this now? I've lost count. Why does this keep happening to me?"

Some part of Kirk blames himself, another part blames his ex-wife, and all of it together is just a big pit of misery that will forever be a part of his soul.

"I gave her everything... my heart, my soul, my... my dignity. And for what? To be replaced by some punk like Jimbo? What does he have that I don't?"

He clenches his fists, his jaw tight with pent-up rage.

"I'm a good guy, damn it! I work hard, I try to be a good husband... but it's never enough. It's like I'm cursed or something. Why can't I catch a break?"

His voice cracks with emotion, the weight of rejection crushing down on him.

"I don't deserve this. I deserve better. I deserve someone who sees me for who I am, who appreciates me... But who am I kidding? Who would want a loser like me?"

His words trail off into a bitter whisper, the echoes of his self-doubt haunting him like a relentless shadow.

As he walks on, shoulders hunched and heart heavy, Kirk can't help but wonder if he'll ever find a way to break free from the cycle of disappointment and despair that seems to define his life.

Kirk's heart sinks as he unlocks the door to his apartment, his footsteps heavy with exhaustion. But as he steps inside, the sight that greets him sends a fresh wave of despair crashing over him.

"MILHOUSE?!" Kirk screamed in shock.

Kirk smacks his forehead, his voice carrying a heavy sigh, a weight mixed with disappointment and resignation.

"Not again…"

His voice carries a heavy sigh, weighted with a mix of disappointment and resignation. He gazes upon his son, slouched on the couch, an abandoned bottle of liquor nearby, his attire disheveled, pants past his knee. Ever since Milhouse succumbed to drinking, these visits to his apartment became a regular occurrence, seeking solace where he couldn't find it at his mother's house, lest she erupt into a fit of anger. While accommodating, it proved irksome as Milhouse consistently left behind a trail of disorder.

"What will I do with you?"

"Ugh, Gaga goop." Milhouse muttered in his drunken sleep.

"Yeah yeah, son. We're a pair of shmoes." Kirk said before he walked to the coat closet. "Better get him a blanket and then clean up this mess."

But before he can help his son from his stupor, hoping to salvage some semblance of productivity from the day. A feminine voice pierces the air, shattering his thoughts.

"Heeey, look who is awake"

Startled, he turns to see no one else but Lisa Simpson, stumbling out of his bedroom, clad only in her bra and panties, her voice a mixture of alcohol-induced bravado as she calls out to "Milhouse"

"Come Join me in the bedroom silly"

Caught off guard by the unexpected sight of Lisa in such a state, Kirk feels a wave of surprise and embarrassment as he cant help but notice how her figure has blossomed over the years, her curves now more pronounced and alluring, big full breasts, a curvy big bubble butt, it was…quite alluring. Despite his best efforts to avert his gaze, he finds himself momentarily transfixed by the sight.

"Lisa, what are you doing here?" Kirk's voice carries a mix of concern and bewilderment as he addresses her, hoping to make sense of the unexpected situation.

But Lisa, in her intoxicated state, seems oblivious to Kirk's inquiry. Instead, she sways towards him with a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she slurs, her words slinking together in a drunken haze. "You invited me here to party, remember?"

"Invited you?" Kirk said before gazing at his drunken son and soon piecing it all together.

His son and Lisa must've gone to a party with friends and booze, resulting in both of them getting drunk and possibly fooling around before coming back to his apartment to do more.

A fact that both impresses and bewilders Kirk. He hadn't expected his son to have such success in his social endeavors, especially not with someone as striking as Lisa.

Despite his pride in Milhouse's ability to attract someone like Lisa, Kirk can't shake the concern nagging at the back of his mind. Lisa, known for her seriousness and intellect, seems out of character in her current state of inebriation. He wonders what could have led her to this point and whether she's truly okay.

"Lisa, you're too drunk to go home right now," Kirk interjects, his tone firm yet gentle as he tries to reason with her. "Maybe you should stay here and sober up a bit before heading back."

But Lisa, still mistaking Kirk for Milhouse, pays his suggestion little heed. Instead, she leans in closer, her intoxicating breath warm against his skin as she continues to flirt shamelessly. "Come on, Milhouse," She purrs, her hand reaching out to tug at his arm enticingly. "Let's have some fun. Follow me to the bedroom."

"Milhouse? But he's on the couch." Kirk said, confused and pointing to the couch.

She was drunk, too drunk to see the difference between him and his son. Caught off guard by Lisa's advances, Kirk is left speechless. He's not accustomed to such blatant flirtation, especially from someone as beautiful and intelligent as Lisa. And the fact that she's supposed to be his son's girlfriend only adds to the complexity of the situation.

For a fleeting moment, temptation tugs at Kirk's resolve. Kirk hesitates for just a second, his mind racing with the implications of his decision. But as he meets Lisa's expectant gaze, the charm of the moment and the pull of the unknown begin to eclipse his doubts.

"Come on, Milly. Let's rock the bed." Lisa said, gesturing for him to come closer.

"uhm…Alright," He says, his voice softer now, a hint of a laugh underlying his words. "Lead the way." He shifts his weight and nods, conceding to her invitation and the evening's unfolding possibilities. As Lisa turns and guides him toward her room, Kirk takes a breath, trying to focus on the adventure of the night instead of the voice of caution echoing in the back of his mind.

"Good to know my stud" She said with a giggle.

Kirk's mind raced with conflicting emotions. A voice inside him urged caution, telling him this wasn't right, but he struggled to listen. After all, Luanne's betrayal had left him with a deep sense of hurt and loneliness that seemed to grow every day.

He needed something to fill that void, even if it was just for a moment. The pain of his failed relationship weighed heavily on his heart, and he found himself drawn to Lisa's offer not because he wanted to hurt her or himself, but because he longed to feel something other than sadness and anger.

'Sorry son, but with what I've been through, I need this more than you do.' Kirk thought, walking towards his son's bed room.

As Lisa opened the door to her room, Kirk followed her inside and took in his surroundings. The room was simple but cozy, with a large couple's bed dominating the space. He couldn't help but notice the arrangement of personal items scattered around, suggesting that Lisa and Milhouse spent considerable time here. The thought made him pause, wondering how far things had gone with Lisa and whether this was a temporary escape or something deeper.

But that was a question for later. Right now, he had more immediate matters to focus on. Lisa's eyes locked onto his with a burning intensity. There was a desire there that was undeniable, and it drew him in, stirring something inside him that he hadn't felt in a long time.

He tried to push aside his lingering doubts and worries, trying to live in the moment. As much as his conscience nagged at him, he couldn't deny that he craved the attention and affection that Lisa seemed ready to offer.

She closed the door behind them, creating a sense of intimacy in the room. Her gaze never wavered, and Kirk could feel the weight of her desire, pulling him closer to her.

"Now…how about you do me a solid babe and undo those pants? I wanna see your hard twitching member" She said, licking her lips.

"M-My member?" Kirk asked, glancing down at his pants.

"Yeah, you heard me. Now show mama what you got inside of those trousers." Lisa said, slowly tracing her hand down to his pants.

'Fuck…she is so tempting'

Kirk took a deep breath, his nerves building as Lisa's request echoed in his mind. He was at a crossroads, aware that there was no turning back once he committed to this moment. He undid his pants, his hands shaking slightly but not for long before they were finally down and making Lisa GASP!

"Oh my god" She said before seeing the largest dick she had ever seen, and her eyes widened in shock. "Wow, Milhouse! Was your dick always this big?" She asked, her surprise evident in her voice.

Kirk's memory flashed back to an encounter he had with Professor Frink not too long ago. He remembered it vividly as if it were yesterday. The eccentric professor had approached him one day, asking if he would be willing to test a new pill he had developed, but someone had to be the test dummy. Curious and in need of some extra money, Kirk had agreed

The pill, Professor Frink had explained, was supposed to enhance the growth of a man's penis in a rapid, natural manner, and if it worked, no man would ever have to worry about having a small member ever again. Kirk had been skeptical at first, but when Frink showed him the potential results, Kirk decided to give it a try.

What do you know? It worked, he was just about to show his wife about that, but then he learned of her and Jimbo, so he left. Luanne would never have learned her husband was now hung as a horse.

But Lisa? She would have it all to herself, all under the guise that Kirk was Milhouse.

'If she's anything like Homer, Her drunken state is gonna last for a while.' He thought as he grinned.

"I don't know, I've just had it so long that I never really noticed." Kirk said, smirking as he gestured to it. "It's not that big, is it?"

"Not that big?! It's HUGE!" Lisa shouted in awe.

"Lets just say that I'm just extra horny today for you" He lied through his teeth.

Lisa was so surprised, she examined it closely, admiring its unusual size. It was indeed thicker and larger than most cocks she had seen, and she ran her fingers over its rough and twitching surface.

"OoOh shit" Kirk could not help but moan, it had been so long ever since a woman touched him like that, he had to be really lucky if he ever found his wife in the mood for sex, and Lisa hands were just so much softer and tender, not to mention she was into it and was impressed even in her drunk state.

Lisa's hands moved skillfully over Kirk's cock, her fingers seemed to know exactly what to do, allowing him to relax and enjoy it. With each second Lisa's touch seemed to grow with more intensity, her fingers gliding seamlessly along her man's cock. Kirk let out soft grunts and moans, a clear indication of his pleasure.

"Mmm," he groaned appreciatively as Lisa's hands worked their magic.

"Do you like my hands, Milhouse? All those years of playing saxophone came in hand, huh? Hehehehehehe." Lisa said with a giggle.

"D-Damn right, it does. Uh! I've never felt anything like it before!" Kirk said.

Her strokes were deliberate and firm, yet gentle enough to keep Kirk comfortable. When she reached the lower part of his cock, her hands quickly gave a nice squeeze onto the family jewels, drawing out soft gasps and murmurs of satisfaction from him.

Lisa smiled as she heard his words of appreciation. "I'm glad you're enjoying it," he said softly, her voice filled with warmth. "And if you liked that, you're going to love what is to come next"

Lisa's eyes sparkled with playful mischief as she held his member firmly in her hand. She smiled at Kirk, her gaze teasing, before bringing his manhood to her lips. She opened her mouth slowly, savoring the anticipation of the treat, her lips wrapped around it delicately, taking her time with lick. He could feel himself melting on her touch, the warmth from her mouth as she was putting more and more of his cock in her mouth. Lisa's enjoyment was evident in the way she closed her eyes, relishing the flavor and textures. She made sure to emphasize the pleasure of the experience, letting out a faint hum of satisfaction as she continued. Her movements were unhurried, and she took the time to appreciate each inch of his sausage as she guided it further. The gentle, wet sounds of her lips were subtle yet enticing, adding a hint of sensuality to the moment.

"Oooooh! Oooh wow!" Kirk moaned, stumbling back before sitting down on Milhouse's bed.

Kirk watched Lisa with wide eyes, clearly impressed by her skillful handling of his dick. She seemed completely absorbed in the moment, focusing intently on the new threat as she moved back and forth, each motion carefully controlled and deliberate. Enjoying each smooth glide along the length of his banana.

"oOOH~" 'I got no idea how Milhosue got such a good dick sucker like this' "Soooo Good"

But Lisa was also a really horny girl, her movements became more enthusiastic and lively as she moved back and forth on his cock with a quicker pace, her actions becoming more daring and expressive, going as far as taking half of his new phallus.

"Whoa! L-Lisa, you might want to slow down," He warned her, his voice filled with pleasure. "If you keep going like that, I might just explode, and let me warn you I think it's gonna be a LOT"

'That's what I'm hoping for!' Lisa thought, sucking faster and harder.

She wanted this "explosion" and she wanted it NOW!

"D-Don't say I didn't warn you ARHNNMM~! Im cumming"

A sudden explosion of cum erupted in her mouth. The rush of rich, thick and white creamy goo took Lisa by surprise as it flooded her mouth. The warm liquid enveloped her taste buds, coating her tongue with a burst of natural protein. The sensation was intense and overwhelming, leaving her momentarily stunned by the sheer amount of it.

However, Lisa quickly embraced the unexpected burst. Her eyes widened in surprise, but a delighted smile soon followed. She swallowed the milk in eager gulps, enjoying the decadent treat as it slid down her throat. Despite the surprise, Lisa didn't hesitate to savor every drop of the milky explosion.

After all was sucked and done, Kirk gently removed himself from Lisa's mouth, allowing her to catch her breath. Lisa was left breathing heavily, the sudden rush leaving her momentarily dazed. Her eyes appeared slightly dizzy, a reflection of the surprise and the overwhelming amount of cum she had just experienced.

"Oh sweet God and Buddha! That was-hiccups-the greatest drink I have ever had! Even more than the drinks at the party!" Lisa said, licking her lips as she wobbled a bit.

She wasn't just alcohol drunk anymore, she was cum drunk as well!

"Oh sweet God and Buddha! That was-*hiccups*-the greatest drink I have ever had! Even more than the drinks at the party!" Lisa said, licking her lips as she wobbled a bit.

She wasn't just alcohol drunk anymore, she was cum drunk as well!

Despite the initial shock, a look of satisfaction crossed her face. She licked her lips slowly, savoring the lingering taste of the rich cream. Her movements were deliberate, as if she wanted to make sure she didn't miss a single drop of the delightful treat.

Lisa's expression transformed into one of pure delight as she turned to 'Milhouse' with a playful grin. "That was more cum than I have ever gotten from you" She admitted with a hint of excitement in her voice. "What a sweet surprise!"

Kirk smiled back at her, getting more into this "Of course, someone like you deserves a gift like this" 'I never busted a nut like this, screw consequences, im fucking this bitch'

"In that case, allow me to give you a gift I know you'll love." Lisa said before reaching behind and uncoupling her bra, dropping it to the floor before reaching for her panties and pulling them down.

"Whoa…"

With his luck doing nothing but increase, Kirk now had the sexy and thicc Lisa finding himself getting hornier by the second thanks to her sexy body, Kirk could only think about how much he wanted this.

'I need her! I NEED her right now! I need to fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck!' Kirk thought, his mind becoming that of an animal with only the need to breed with a mate.

Removing his pants, shirt and undies, the middle aged Vanhouten went to bed and stared into Lisa's eyes as the latter did the same, lovingly but he was the one who started the action once more as he went to kiss her neck with care, slowly reaching her chest which he took his time to appreciate her breasts and nipples, sucking on them like a baby, enjoying the taste of such a delicacy, even more so when he heard the moanings coming from her.

'Luanne never moaned like that for me, not without going the extra mile' Kirk thought, liking this.

Just another reason why Kirk was so lucky to have stumbled upon a drunken Lisa when he returned home. Even drunk, she was a better woman than the ex-wife he spent years with.

'This time I will be the one dominating the scene'

"D-Don't stop, Milhouse! M-My girls can take more!" Lisa moaned, holding his head close.

"Tell me how much you want this Lisa, say my name, moan for me!"

"W-Want it? I NEED it! I need it so much, Milhouse! I need you to destroy my insides, so that only one man could ever satisfy me! You!" Lisa moaned.

'Not for long, my son will not be able to give you what I have' "Take this you slut" He said, ramming his dick, deep in her pussy, with no mercy as she was really wet and slides right in.

"OOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUCK!" Lisa screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Yes! YES! Now this is the real deal, fuck your so tight Lisa, looks like I havent beens stretching you out enough, no matter im about to change that" Kirk said as he slapped her big cheeks for good measure.

"Yes! Yes, Milhouse! Wreck me right!" Lisa moaned, wrapping her legs around him and humping with his thrusts.

Kirk moved his hips as much as he could, not caring anymore if this was his son's girlfriend or that he was old enough to be her dad, he enjoyed having sex with this sexy woman and would plow her to kingdom come.

All while his son was dreaming of the same thing, drunken and asleep in the den.

"Mmm, Lisa…" he said in his sleep.

Poor bastard had no idea his own dad was screwing his girl and probably never making her able to enjoy his dick again, since it was probably not as big as his.

"This is what a girl like you deserve, such a naughty girl!" Kirk said.

"Oh yes! Yes, I am a naughty girl! And I deserve to be punished!" Lisa moaned.

The bed starts to shake and creak as the movements from the two horny Springfield residents were going at it like crazy and soon enough one of them would be about to blow.

'Shit! I'm close! It's been too long, so I'm about to burst early!' Kirk thought as he grit his teeth, trying to hang out.

He was wondering if he should cum inside her and blame Milhouse, or pull out and cum all over her face and chest.

Of course, he could just ask.

"Tell me where you want it, Lisa! You want it in the face, on your stomach, or in this tight ass pussy?!" Kirk shouted, demanding an answer.

"OoOh Milhouse, you know I love it when you surprise me" She said, her tongue hanging.

'Oh shit! That means I can basically cum ANYWHERE!' Kirk thought.

He was pushed over the edge, and the den within his balls would burst in just a few seconds.

So, thinking quickly, Kirk pulled out and turned Lisa on her back before he jacked off rapidly and exploded his white rain all over her body.

"Ooooh Yeah bitch take all my freaking juicy cum!"

It was like a rain of thick ropes of white cum splashed towards Lisa, covering her face, chest, stomach, legs and more, it felt like it stayed like that for a whole minute, showing the amazing feat of virility that Kirk now possessed.

And Lisa was amazed, by both the shower and by the taste as it entered her open mouth before the flavor exploded in her mouth. Making her cum just from that.

"oOOOH~Shit is so fucking tasty, is like vanilla icing"

Once they finished gushing on the bed, both Kirk and Lisa lie next to each other as their deep breaths filled the room.

"Damn...that felt...amazing" Kirk thought to himself, having now understood just how great his new and improved member was "Wont you say?"

"Fucking…mind blowing…You're like an entirely new man." Lisa mumbled, her eyes loopy from her brain being fucked so hard.

"Don't you ever forget about it bitch" Kirk said, using his dick a whip to her face.

Lisa moaned one last time with a smile on her face before she fainted on the bed, falling into a double drunk slumber from booze and cum.

"Phew..."

Kirk gets up from the bed, taking in some of his breath back and looks around to see what he just done, before putting his pants back on and going back to the living room seeing his son still sleeping.

"Damn...I cant believe i did this, but it was so fucking worth it"

Walking to Milhouse and with some effort, Kirk picked his son up and carried him to his own room before placing him next to Lisa.

'Now, Lisa and Milhouse will be none the wiser.' Kirk thought before stripping his son and his clothes, covering his tracks. 'There. Like I was never here.'

He had no idea what he was gonna do right now, but thanks to this his confidence was back on top and whatever happened next, he would make sure to have it for himself.

"Wait for me world, everything is coming down, Kirk!"