Chapter Summary: This is the chapter that not only you have been waiting for, but me too. In this chapter, we see Marge let go and give her son another first, a blowjob.
Chapter Eight…
(Riverbank Fun.)
Shortly before Marge came to the riverbank, we find Bart cutting up and crashing some yucca leaves up. Thanks to Flanders, he learned that the leaves and even the roots could be used to make soap, although if he used the roots to make soap, it would destroy the plant and so it wouldn't regrow the leaves. For this reason, Bart learned never to use the roots unless he had no other option to do so. Whilst there were plenty of yucca around, it would take time to regrow and as such, it was better if he and his family used the leaves of the yucca. At least this way, this'll keep them clean for longer.
Anyway, as Bart was making soap, he was thinking about how hard it was getting for him to be around his mother and sister. He didn't know why, but ever since he got to this island, he was finding it harder and harder not to jump them and have his way with them, as his sexual desire got stronger. He knew it was wrong, but he was beginning not to care, he was losing sight of the problem as to why it was wrong, all he cared about was relieving his sexual desires. It was taking everything that he had to act like the boy he was meant to be.
But he was wishing that there was some females around so that he could have some relieve and not thinking about fucking his mother and sister. Over the last week, his mind had slowly gone to a dark place where he was thinking about all the things he would like to do to his mother and sister, things that no one of his age or being related to these women should think about. But he was. Now he was worried that if he stayed around them for too long, he would do something that would ruin what they have and he wouldn't care about it. His plan for now was to keep as busy as he could until they were rescued. He knew it seemed unlikely as each day passed, but that was the best he could come up with. He just hopes nothing goes wrong.
As if he was calling upon Fate to fuck with him, he heard his mum called out to him. "Bart, turn around. I don't want you to see me like this."
Bart was shocked to see that his mother was wearing a green bikini that was waaaaay too short for his mother to wear. Whilst his mother's breast was covered by the bikini top, her nipples were hard and sticking out for Bart to see. And the bikini bottoms were the same, too small, and they were sinking into his mother's pussy. He could tell that his mother was embarrassed by this, as her cheeks were very red.
He saw that his mother dipped her toes into the water, and for some reason she gulped.
"It's okay mum." Bart said to his mother, trying to sound as if what he was seeing wasn't affecting him, but the truth was it was. Very much so, seeing how his cock was getting hard at seeing his mother like this.
"Forgive me Bart, but... this was just something I picked up to bathe in. I didn't realize what it was until I got here and changed into it." Marge lied to her son.
"But, you look great mum." Bart admitted honestly, unable to lie all that good right now. He was embarrassed that his body was acting like this towards his own mother.
"Well, I didn't want you to get excited again." Marge lied again as she pretended to look away as she saw her son's cock getting even harder, and it was staring right at her.
"I... AGH! I'm soooo sorry mum." Bart apologised in embarrassment, as he tried to push his penis into the water so that his mother didn't have to see it.
"You know something Bart?" Marge asked her son, making her move to what she had planned for him. She bent down so that he could see her breasts better, "Your father has always had trouble getting his… you know what ready to use. It's the reason that he has to take these pills and hope for a miracle. But you don't seem to need them."
"Mum… about those pills…" began Bart, but his mother hushed him, by saying, "Listen Bart, that wasn't your fault. I told you that they were sleeping pills when they weren't." She still felt ashamed that she did that to him, "And remember where we are. Our options are very limited, and well… what happened next couldn't be helped."
"Okay… but now though?" asked Bart, who felt a little bit better as to what happened back then.
"Now? Now, I'll help you, okay?" Marge asked her son, "You've done everything for me and Lisa so far. So, let me feel useful too." Marge told her son as she got closer to him, "Ahh, Bart!" Marge moaned as she looked at her son's cock more closely, truly seeing how big and thick it was for someone of Bart's age. "You make me so darn proud!"
More than other, her mind, which was being addled by a lust she had not expected she would ever find herself affected by, wanted nothing more than to somehow make her interact with that cock. She couldn't help but lick her lips at seeing her son's cock up so closely.
Marge looked at Bart's throbbing erection pointing straight at her. She reached into the water and held her son's balls, squeezing them gently. She teased his shaft with the fingers of her other hand. Marge thought that Bart might shoot a load immediately since he had been aroused and full of anticipation for a while now. Marge then put both of her palms on his shaft and began to roll it gently back and forth between her closed fingers.
As she was doing this, Bart looked down into the water and saw his boner being worked on.
Whilst his mother was fingering his erection, he stared at her wet bikini and breasts and engorged nipples. He knew he shouldn't but his mind was full of lust and right now, he didn't care what happened right then, he needed this.
He lowered his hand to the bikini and put his hand under the bikini and touched the nipples gently. This made his mother moan in pleasure as he did this. He then pulled the bikini down so that he could use both of his hands and cup his mother's tits and squeezed them softly. Next he grabbed both of her nipples between his thumb and index finger and pinched and pulled them lightly. He rolled her aroused nipples between his fingers while she rolled his dick between her fingers.
"Oh yes son, just like." moaned Marge, "Pl, please, do it harder."
Bart was shocked to hear his mother say this, but with his mind in a state of lust, he didn't think much about this and began to do so. This made his mother moan even more in pleasure. Before long, he decided to work on her nipples with his tongue and lips. He sucked on them softly and ran his tongue around her increasingly engorged nipples. And as her nipples got harder and harder, Bart decided to bite them roughly which just made his mother moan even more.
"Oh my god yes, yes, Bart, just like that." Marge moaned in pleasure and lust.
As she continued to roll his dick with one of her hands, she pulled her son to her and gave him his first kiss, using her tongue as she did so. They slurped each other's tongues as he massaged her tits with his hands as his mother rubbed his boner with her hand.
It wasn't long before Marge stopped kissing her son and playing with his shaft. Instead, she gently grabbed her son's balls at the bottom and began shaking them slightly. As she shook his balls, Bart's erection bounced.
Bart felt such pleasure that he let out a low, "Oh yes."
Marge shook his balls quicker and quicker. The faster she shook, the quicker his erection bounced.
"Do you want me to stop or do you want me to continue son?" Marge asked her son, only stopping for a few moments, to see where her son went with this. If he wanted to stop, she would and see what happens from there. But if he wanted to continue as she wanted, she would and allow him to have his way with her.
"Oh yes mum, yes, yes, continue." Bart moaned in delight, but was slightly unhappy that his mother stopped.
But that didn't last for long, as his mother returned back to what she was doing. This time though, Marge went faster, and as quickly as she shook his balls, the quicker he let out a series of rapid "oh, oh, oh, oh." His breathing began to get faster and faster as she did this. Marge then pulled down on his balls with one hand and stroked his cock rapidly with her other hand.
"Oh my god, me off again mum." Bart moaned in great delight at this. He really did enjoy what his mum did the last time, but until now, he never thought that she would do this again.
Marge looked down into the water as she saw her son cum into the riverbank. The feel of his cock pulsating in her hand as her son shot his load and the tit message he gave her, caused Marge to become even more aroused than she already was and she had a massive orgasm of her own.
After cumming, Marge was shocked to see that her son was already getting hard for a second time, even though he cummed just a few moments ago. This time though, Marge kneeled down as she crawled between her son's legs as she began to like his erection and balls all over. This drove Bart wild. She wanted to give him a long, sensual tongue swirling, lip sucking blow job.
As soon as she started using her tongue, Bart yelled out, "Can I cum in your mouth?"
Marge stopped momentarily and answered with a bright smile, "You certainly can. You can do whatever you want with me, son. Use me as you want. Don't hold back. I want to be useful to you son, after everything you have done, so do whatever you like." There she said it, she told her son what she wanted
Marge slowly engulfed her son's erection with her warm wet mouth. As she took his dick out of her mouth and blew on it. NExt she licked the tip of his cock, causing some pre cum to ooze out. She teasingly lapped it up with her talented tongue. She then locked his entire shaft, kissing it, and blowing on it.
"Oh my god, yes." Bart moaned out loudly
"You liked that, didn't you, son?" Marge asked her son with a smile, happy that she was able to pleasure him this much.
"Yes, yes mum I did." Bart told his mother, unable to believe how great he felt right now.
Here Marge put her son's cock back into her mouth. This time, Bart reached down and put both of his hands onto his mother's head. Marge opened her mouth as wide as she could as she put her tongue on her lower lip, so that the sensitive underside of his shaft would glide along it and stroke it as she rhythmically went up and down on her son's cock.
As his mother did this, Bart found that his breathing started to become harder and harder as she worked his dick up and down rapidly in her mother. The feel of her pleasure giving tongue against his boner and the warm wet sensations of her mouth and lips drove him wild. Because of his lust filled state, Bart began to ram his cock down his mother's mouth, fucking his mother's mouth roughly and fast. Both mother and son, over the following few minutes, enjoyed this.
Before long though, Bart had gotten to his limits and called out, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm cumming!"
This was the only warning that Marge got, as Bart's big cum gush erupted into her mouth, followed by a steady stream of dick cream. By now, Bart's breathing was very hard. And the peace that he was fucking his mother's mouth had become slower, when Marge took control again as she went up and down, up and down on his cum spewing cock, swallowing and her cock sucking lips and dick licking tongue to get most of her son's dick dream down her throat.
Again, Bart screamed with pleasure as he cummed again. This time, his mother orgasmed with him.
"Bart, you did so much better than your father either could," Marge admitted to her son as she helped her son to the edge of the riverbank as the two rested, "in fact, your cock is so much bigger, better than his."
"Thanks…" Bart said dreamingly, amazed at what his mother did to him, he wanted so much more. He wanted to fuck his mother so badly. "Can, can we do this again?"
"Later dear, for now we need to get the things that you found." Marge said with a smile, happy to see that her son wanted to do this again. "We can do this and anything else you want later on when Lisa is asleep."
Truth was, she too wanted to do this again and again, right now, but this time she wanted her son to take the initiative to start it, not to ask or for her to make the first move. To have him push her down and fuck her and have his way with her in anyway he wants, anytime, anywhere, as long as he was the one to take the initiative. To make Bart take the initiative, she was going to tease him as much as possible whenever she could until he took the initiative.
"Anyway, for now, let's go to this plane that you found and see what else we can find and bring back to the cave. We can't leave Lisa alone for too long." Marge said with a smile, as she changed into the outfit she was wearing before, which was sexy but not as sexy as what she wore whilst bathing.
As much as Bart wants to do more, he could see that his mother was right. They have only been on this island for a week, and they still don't know what was on here, if there were any dangerous animals on this island or not. So, it wasn't wise to stay away from the cave for too long without checking in every so often.
With that in mind, Bart too put his pants back on, before mother and son left for the plane. What Marge didn't realize was that she awoke something in her son. The need to have sex.
To Be Continued!
Author's Note: Here ends another chapter of Simpsons Paradise, I really hope you enjoyed the chapter. I know many of you have been waiting for this chapter, so I hope you liked how things went. I hope you can leave some feedback and let me know what you think of this story.
So you know, we're coming near the end of this story. Could be at least a few more chapters before it happens. So, you know, this isn't meant to be a long story but a short one. In fact, it was going to be a one shot, but because of the extra stuff that I had planned for this story, it was going to be too long and as such, I did the story this way.