Simpsons Porn Story: Alison comes to stay – chapter 1
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Allison Comes To Stay
By SasaMisa & Twisted Odin
Chapter 1: ‘Sibling Secret’
“Oh hello, Allison. You’re here early, aren’t you?” Marge asked the young girl, as she opened the door.”
“Hello, Mrs Simpson. Yes, my parents decided to leave for their holiday a little early,” pretty brown-haired Allison replied politely.
“That’s fine dear. Lisa is upstairs in her room if you’d like to go up,” Marge added with a friendly smile while she led Allison into the Simpson home. The young girl smiled back and followed her in. She had been looking forward to this weekend and all the fun she was going to have with her best friend.
“Here, let me help you with those,” Marge offered, noticing the sleeping bag and small carry case Allison carried, one in each hand.
“It’s okay. They’re not that heavy really,” Allison said as she mounted the foot of the stairs. She had only brought a few things with her, save the usual rather grown-up looking attire she was wearing.
“Alright, if you’re sure. Go on up and get unpacked while I get dinner started. I’ll call you girls down when it’s ready,” Marge told Allison as she began slowly climbing the stairs to Lisa’s room, before promptly walking back toward the kitchen.
Meanwhile, having eventually reached the top, Allison went swiftly to the door of her friend’s bedroom, noting out of the corner of her eye that her brother, Bart’s room was empty, the door wide open.
“Hmm, looks like Bart isn’t here,” Allison sighed to herself, a little disappointed. Secretly she had developed a small crush on Lisa’s cool older brother and was looking forward to maybe getting to know him a little better this weekend. It was while pondering on such pleasant thoughts that Allison suddenly became aware of voices coming from behind Lisa’s door. This was strange as her friend hadn’t mentioned anyone else joining them for the overnight stay this weekend.
“Hey Lisa, who are you talking to?” Allison asked as she pushed the door open with her foot, then stopped dead in her tracks, frozen at the sight before her. To her utter amazement, there was Bart, completely naked, standing right next to his sister with her panties down and her dress pulled up, both fondling each other between the legs. At Allison’s entry though, they hurriedly pulled their hands away, not that it stopped her from continuing to stare at the noticeable bulge extending out in front of the boy’s body, which her friend appeared to have been stroking moments before.
Soon though, the shock wore off. Lisa hurriedly pulled her panties up as Bart grabbed the towel off the bed behind them and held it in front of himself, both of them blushing furiously. For several seconds, they all stood in complete silence, fidgeting nervously. Then, Bart hurriedly made a bolt for the door, leaving Allison and Lisa alone in the room. For a while, the two girls just stood there, not daring to make a sound, the few minutes seeming like hours as the tension filled the room. Until finally, Lisa’s voice broke the air.
“Um… You’re early!?” she said, smiling uncomfortably.
“Um, yeah!” Allison replied, equally as uncomfortable.
A few more moments passed before the two girls looked at each other again. “I want…” they both suddenly said together and then stopped.
“Uh, heh! You go first,” Lisa said, thankful for the extra time she would have to compose herself.
“Oh, I just want to apologise. I shouldn’t have barged in like that,” Allison said a little sheepishly.
“No, it’s okay! I knew you were coming today. I should have been more careful,” Lisa responded at once. “I just got carried away, like I always do when Bart comes in here looking for me,” she added. “Oops!” Lisa then thought to herself, realising she had just said more than she should have, while Allison looked at her with a slightly confused look on her face.
“Always do… You mean you do this a lot!?” the baffled girl asked.
“Well, not all the time really. Only recently in fact,” Lisa explained. “It sort of just happened one day after I came back to my room from having a bath.”
“Just a second,” Allison said as she placed the items she had been carrying on the floor and sat up on the bed, then motioned for her friend to continue with her story.
“Anyway, I was about to put my clothes on when Bart suddenly stormed in asking if I’d seen seen his lucky red hat or something. I don’t think he expected me to be naked because he just stopped and stared at me,” Lisa continued.
“Oh, what did you do?” Allison enquired curiously. “Weren’t you embarrassed!?”
“I was furious at first,” Lisa grinned, “but that soon changed when I noticed how interested he was, not at all like when we were younger.”
“Interested… in what?” Allison asked, her naive question making her friend giggle.
“You know, down there!” With this, Lisa motioned towards her crotch. “It was only when I realised exactly where he was looking that I noticed the bulge growing in his shorts,” she explained.
“Bulge!?” Allison queried, looking a little worried since truthfully she had never seen a boy before, not up close anyway, and certainly not erect.
“Yeah, I didn’t know what it was straight away either,” Lisa said with an understanding smile. “At first, I thought there was something wrong with his, you know, thing, but it was actually getting bigger because he liked looking at me.”
Allison was completely confused now. Why would something awful like that happen to Bart if he was happy to see his sister. “Did it hurt him then, this swelling?” she asked worriedly.
At this, Lisa fell back against the bed and burst out laughing. She clutched her tummy as she rolled about the bed, wiping a tear from her eye. “No, it’s supposed to do that!” Lisa cried, her sides still aching from the mirth her naive, little friend had evoked.
“You mean they get bigger? Oh my…” Allison exclaimed, putting a hand to her mouth.
“Yeah, they do. When I asked Bart if there was something wrong with it, he said it was fine and he’d show it to me if he could get a better look at mine,” Lisa recounted. “I don’t know why but I really wanted to see his as well, so I agreed.”
Allison still looked a little shocked at what her friend was saying. However, her curiosity soon got the better of her. “Um, how big… did it get?” she asked innocently, although Lisa saw straight through that in an instant.
“Oh, you!” she mocked, playfully patting Allison on the shoulder, gladdened that the tension between them had eased somewhat. Naturally, Lisa’s younger and apparently not quite so experienced school pal felt the same way, smiling happily back at her and waiting for her to continue.
“Well…” Lisa began, pausing for a moment to think how best to put it. Then, going to her cupboard, she brought out one of her broken Malibu Stacy dolls that Bart had once pulled the arms and legs off. “Um, it was about this long,” Lisa continued, showing the body of the doll to Allison, “but only about this thick,” she concluded, making a circle with the finger and thumb on her right hand around the doll’s head.
Allison was confused again. “Why would it get so big!?” the younger girl asked.
“I’m not sure about that, but I know it gets a lot more sensitive when it does,” Lisa replied with a smile.
“How do you know that?” Allison asked with a giggle.
Lisa looked at her a bit more suspiciously, wondering if her friend knew more than her innocent demeanour would indicate. However, with a grin she said, “Well, after Bart and I looked at each other for a while, he asked if I wanted to touch it in return for letting him touch mine.”
“I saw you doing something like that when I first came in. What did it feel like?” Allison inquired.
Lisa could tell the girl was finally getting in the mood too, so she continued without hesitation, becoming more and more frank with her answers. “Um well, it feels hard in the middle, but soft on the outside… and it’s warm and smooth too,” she related, trying her best to describe the sensation.
Allison was truely fascinated now, nodding her head, waiting for her older and seemingly much more experienced friend to continue, even though she still had no idea what it all meant. “Anything else?” she asked eagerly.
“It did appear to throb too, especially when I held it tightly,” Lisa added.
“Didn’t that hurt him?” Allison exclaimed, thinking to herself that if someone squeezed her somewhere like that, it wouldn’t be very nice.
“No, not at all. In fact, he was smiling the whole time and even asked me to squeeze it a little more,” Lisa said excitedly.
“Wow!” Allison thought, then pondered on her next question. “Um, did it feel good when he touched you?” she asked suddenly, blushing a little.
“Oh yeah, it felt really nice,” Lisa cooed, now completely devoid of any embarrassment herself. “I’ve touched myself there a few times, but it’s just different when someone else does it for you,” she added.
“It is!?” Allison enquired, finding herself imagining what it would be like to have Bart touching her between her legs too. Then, blushing even more, she added, “Um, do you think he would want to touch me down there?”
Lisa was completely taken aback by this unexpected question from her usually more reserved pal. “Um well, I don’t know, but I think he would,” she answered truthfully after several moments deliberation.
“Okay, do you think you could…” However, before Allison could complete her sentence, there came a loud shout from downstairs.
“Kids! Dinner’s ready!” they both heard Marge cry.
Allison was about to speak again when Lisa stopped her with a knowing smile. “I’ll ask him to come to my room tonight. It should be even more fun with the three of us,” she said, her smile changing to a broad grin, before opening the door for them to head downstairs together.
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