Homer X Marge Novels & Stories

Homer got even madder when he saw how sad Hope was. He banged on the desk forcefully. “When are you going to wise up, Hope? What’s there to be sad about?” “How can you say that, Dad? Errol’s my brother and your son!” Hope had never thought her father could be this cold-hearted. Shaking his head helplessly, Homer said, “Errol isn’t my son. He’s in no way related to me, and he’s certainly not related to you. There’s no need for you to feel sad for him.”

Quinn was puzzled, and she asked, “Charlie, why are you curious about him?” Charlie wanted to speak but was interrupted by a new message on his phone. The message read: [Mr. Wade, Homer's father is Xavion Fox. Homer’s grandfather is Spencer Fox. Jordan Fox is his great-grandfather. I’m investigating the other information.]

My face burned, and I could feel my heart rate increase. Marge, noticing the change in my expression, didn’t miss a beat. “Oh, honey, don’t you worry about it. None of these hard-looking men would be here if their mama didn’t bleed monthly, you know.” His brows twitched in amusement, but he didn’t say anything. “Yeah, sure,” I managed, feeling like I’d shrunk a few sizes. “I’ll... ask him.” Marge, satisfied with the discomfort she’d caused, patted me on the shoulder as she headed back to the back office.

he replied immediately. That earned a tired laugh from me. Homer waved a hand dismissively. “Out,” he ordered. “Both of you. Go eat. Sleep. Do literally anything more productive than drooling in hospital chairs.” Mallory glanced at me first, then slowly stood. Nina followed reluctantly, stretching with a wince. “I hate you,” Nina said flatly. “No you don’t,” Homer replied cheerfully. “You’ll thank me later.” Mallory leaned in briefly to squeeze my hand. “I’ll be back in the morning,” she said softly.

Marge was worried that her daughter's marriage prospects were delayed considerably. She was overjoyed when she heard from her husband that Ambrose had bought an apartment just above them. With Ambrose living so near, it was a golden opportunity! Marge thought that it was fate. Ambrose, a cripple, was a perfect match for her daughter with intellectual disability! Marge had been observing him secretly. She waited for Ambrose to move in so that she could approach him. However, she ran into Ambrose unexpectedly, who was accompanied by his fiancée!

Alex slumped on top of me with a layer of cum coating both our chests. "That was fucking good," he mumbled against my neck. "I don't think we need to buy condoms anymore," I said, making Alex chuckle. He slowly pulled out of my hole and I could feel his cum drip out of me. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as I shivered from the sensation. Alex then went down and dragged his tongue from my navel up to my chest, filling his mouth with my cum. Alex then gently grabbed my jaw, opening my mouth, and letting the cum drip from his mouth into mine. Alex watched as I swallowed my own cum, a satisfied smile filling his face.

Homer was dumbfounded. What the heck was this? “Damn it! Hurry up and find out who’s behind this!” Homer cursed. He was almost going mad from anger! “Okay, we’ll talk to them now.” The person on the other end of the phone nodded repeatedly and hung up. In less than ten minutes, Homer’s phone rang again. As soon as he answered it, there was a heart-piercing scream from his subordinate. “Chairman Dunley, it's over, we've been beaten up! There are too many of them and they’re all ruthless. Before we could say anything, the other party immediately made a move!”

Marge moaned and whimpered into her husband's mouth until her pussy spasms finally began to wane. The scene cut to a close-up of Marcus slowly withdrawing his long cock from her ass, one last time, and then faded. It came back as a close-up on Marge and George's faces, as they kissed passionately. Marge lifted her face and just looked down at her husband, panting. He smiled up at her, and said, "God, baby, I love you!" She smiled in return, and replied, "I love you more!" He gave her a quick kiss, and said, "Not possible!"

Chelsea gasped aloud in pain as Marge let her fingernails dig in her skin , deep enough to draw out blood and she couldn't hold on her tears anymore and let them fall - it was a mistake . " Oh don't " snapped Marge as she harshly slapped her " I knew you were nothing more than a vixen ! Look at those teary eyes , this is how you seduced the Lord didn't you ? Made all sort of cooing noises to grab his attention ? Have you forgotten what I told you ? "

Chapter 018 "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fucking Nathan Monroe!" Homer found himself in a deeply embarrassing situation at the dinner party, where he had expended millions on gifts yet was dismissed by Lawrence Monroe. His frustration was directed towards Nathan and the Summers family, leading him to disregard all of them, including Kendra.