...to hear some of the words more clearly, he caught “Milhouse” and “harder” the rest was still a jumble. Now he was close enough to see she had one hand between her legs so he moved towards the end of the bed. Now he could see that she had two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy and in the moonlight Bart saw the glisten of wetness on her fingers and on the soft mound of her pussy lips.
Now he was getting very close and realised that some of the sounds were little groans with a few words every now and then. As he listened he could make out enough for him to realise she was dreaming about fucking Milhouse. This was too good! He could hear her asking him to go harder, to rub her tits and squeeze her nipples. Bart suddenly felt his own cock getting harder, from the way she was acting he was sure she had actually, not just in a dream, fucked Milhouse! This was getting better and better! Now he had something on Milhouse too.
Bart watched, then slowly reached out and lightly touched Lisa’s left nipple and ran his finger slowly round it the he traced his finger across her chest to the other nipple and did the same. Lisa shifted slightly but showed no sign of waking so Bart covered her breast with his hand and gently squeezed and caressed it, this time she reacted by pushing up against his hand and moaned Milhouse’s name.
Bart very slowly moved his hand...