WARNING: This story includes graphic nudity and sex between minor,
and sister cartoon characters in an incestual manner. You have been warned.
Second in a series of non-sequential stories.
And now, let
the story begin...
"Bart!" Marge called up the stairs.
Mom?" came the eventual reply as he poked his head out of his room.
and I are going shopping. Watch after Maggie, okay?"
"Okay, Mom." Bart
"Have fun, Bart!" Lisa taunted as she walked out the
"There's pizza money on the kitchen table, and you know where the
We'll be back around 3." With that, Marge shut the door.
intently for the sound of the departing family station wagon.
he cried, sliding down the bannister to the living room.
"Noon..." he mused,
looking at the clock. He went to Maggie's room, and
found her asleep in her
crib. He tiptoed back to his room, and began to
close his door, before
thinking better of it. If she started crying, he'd
have to do something about
"Now to get comfortable..."
he said to himself as he pulled his orange shirt
over his head and tossed it across the room. He then grasped his blue shorts
and slid them down his legs,
reaching down to pull off each sock as he
stepped out of his pants. With
that, he jumped onto the bed.
"Mmm..." he mumbled quietly as felt the
cool sheets on his body. Bart
relaxed his muscles and simply lay there for
the longest time.
he reached down to adjust himself through his white briefs. As
grasped the bump in his shorts, a thought occurred to him; "Ya know,
even have to have these on..." And with that, he plunged his thumbs
his waistband and peeled the cotton underwear off his frame.
"Yeah... That's better." he thought as he rubbed his soft, round butt against
sheets. He stretched himself out and again released the tension in
muscles, now and then absent-mindedly reaching over to rub his foreskin
pet his scrotum.
After a time however, Bart was pulled from his
relaxation by the shrill note
of his baby sister crying.
thought, releasing his penis and beginning to look for his
underwear. "Wait a
sec... It's just me and Maggie, and she's just a baby,
I don't have to get
dressed." he said to himself, scooting his bare bottom
off the bed. Quickly
he made his way across the house to the playroom.
He found his sister
standing up in her crib, pouting. "What's your problem,
man?" Bart asked her.
Maggie reached out beyond the rails of her crib. "Oh,
you want out, do you?
Well, all right." he told her.
"Is this better, Maggie?" Bart asked
rhetorically as he picked her up,
holding her to his bare chest. She smiled
back at him as he carried her to
Bart sat down, and held
her close to his boyish chest. Maggie struggled
after a moment, and so he set
her down on the floor with her pacifier. She
crawled off across the room to
play with some stuffed animals in the corner,
and so Bart leaned back against
Bart watched Maggie suck at her pacifier, and he began to
breastfeeding. He wondered how it would feel to have a hungry
at his tit like a hungry kitten. He remembered seeing Marge
Maggie, and Lisa years before.
he pondered the image, he began to rub and pull his left nipple,
to imagine the sensations of a small mouth around it. The more he
pinkish-yellow knob, the more he became aware that his young
getting hard. He looked at it, still enthralled by the stiffness
of the organ
as he ran his fingers around his areolas.
He was about to reach down to
stroke his erect boyhood when Maggie began to
crawl back toward him. He
looked up, and watched her approach.
"What's the matter, Maggie?" he
impatiently asked her, leaning forward, as if
Maggie whimpered, and Bart understood. She had lost her
pacifier in the pile
of plush toys and couldn't find it.
pacifier, huh?" he teased as she crawled alongside his bare leg.
I'll help you find it." he told her, patting her gently on the
leaned back again, and turned toward Maggie as he got to his knees,
penis waggling in front of her.
Bart paused and looked at his little
sister. She was looking directly at his
penis. The unexpected attention
caused the muscles in his organ to
reflexively contract as she stared at the
thing in front of her. To Bart's
astonishment, Maggie reached out and
curiously grasped his stiff member in
her little hands. His entire body
jerked as she gripped the pinkish-yellow
"Maggie! What are
you..." he stammered as she attempted to pull it toward
her. Deciding she
couldn't, she instead brought her head to the head of her
penis. In one move, she opened her mouth and closed it
Bart lurched back reflexively, pulling his glans out of Maggie's
mouth as he
fell back on his butt. He could feel his sister's spit covering
and the cool air against the warm saliva sent a thrilling sensation
down the length of it.
Maggie crawled between her brother's
sprawled legs, placed her hands on the
soft flesh where boyhood meets body,
and took all of Bart's 10 year old 3
inch penis into her mouth, suckling it
like a hungry kitten.
His mind reeled and his little pee-pee felt as if
it was on fire.
feelings he was experiencing were like nothing he'd felt before.
could do was watch Maggie's cheeks puff and feel her tongue rub the
underside of his most private of parts.
He just laid there and
let the feelings wash over his confused body, trying
to sort out what his
body was telling him. He realized he was spreading his
legs and arching his
"Maggie is sucking on my pee-pee!" he thought to himself; "My
sister has my pee-pee in her mouth!"
The notion set his
mind and body on fire as he considered it, and Bart's hips
began to pulsate.
The convulsing spread through his frame like an
He began to think about all the so-called 'naughty' names that
he also called
muscles in his pudgy stomach were beginning to tense, and the muscles in
chubby thighs and puffy buttcheeks were beginning to twitch, white hot,
about to cramp, and so Bart began to push his bottom forward, almost
was feeding his pee-pee to his infant sister.
"Eat my wiener! Eat my
wiener, Maggie!" Bart blurted desperately, imagining
his penis to be a hot
dog in her mouth as he felt the muscles in his immature
penis pull his head
to his sister's lips, then fire it to the back of her
mouth as he shot blank
after blank in a fantastic dry orgasm.
"Oh, wow man!" he gasped as he
panted breathlessly, his mind reeling from the
new feelings he was getting
from between his legs as Maggie continued to suck
him. He could feel his limp
penis being stretched by the motion of his
sister's mouth and he marvelled at
The phone rang, and Bart quickly pulled Maggie from her new toy to
It was Milhouse.
"Hey, Bart, ya wanna go play video games down at the mall?" he asked.
"Not today, Milhouse.
I gotta babysit Maggie."
"Well, that's never stopped you before..."
"I know..." Bart told him; "Maybe tomorrow, okay?
Just not today."
Bart hung up the phone and
looked at the clock. It was 1:30. He'd have to
order the pizza now if he
didn't want to explain what he was doing all the
time Marge and Lisa were
He got Maggie a bottle and strode back into
the playroom, now enjoying the
cool breeze against his still-wet pee-pee.
sat down beside her, and Maggie reached out again to Bart's drooping
"Maybe later." Bart told her, and put her back in the crib with the
came back awhile later, once again dressed. The pizza man would be
Maggie had finished her lunch and was fast asleep. He
took the empty bottle,
and looked at his sister for a moment. "Sweet dreams,
he whispered to her, softly kissing her forehead.