Simpsons Porn Story: Marge’s Incest Pt 2
Over few next few days, I began to feel guilty about what I had done, or allowed to have done to me. After my body got the attention it had craved for so long, my conscience began to return. I had had oral sex with my own daughter and let my son fuck me. What kind of a mother was I? For just a few minutes, I had changed from a caring, responsible mother to a cheap whore and a tramp that was so sex crazed that I had let my own children molest me.
It didn’t help that a few days later I was passing Lisa’s room and saw her sucking her brother’s cock again. They hadn’t even bothered to close the door. It was like they were saying “We know you’re a slut too.” Lisa even smiled at me as Bart shot his cum all over her face.
And the nights were getting even worse. Homer was coming home drunk every night. Sometimes he didn’t even make it to the bedroom. Just collapsed on the living room floor, dead drunk. My needs weren’t being taken care of. I needed something. I had always masturbated but now it was 2 or 3 times a day. But it wasn’t enough. It was like my shameful experience with the kids had ignited a fire that I couldn’t put out. My hands were between my legs every chance I got.
