The Simpsons

Just to be clear - everyone in this story is over the age of consent. ******

The two women were naked, holding each other in bed and enjoying the sudden freedom. Veronica was the mother of Cassie's best friend. She seemed safe, reliable, as an unexpected conspirator in her sexual adventure. And Cassie thought she had a lovely body - small and slender with perky boobs that contrasted with her own massive bust.

"Mrs Simpson. I don't know... if I like women... you know..."

"Darling, don't be concerned. Its normal to be curious. And to explore with a woman."

The older woman, still, in her forties, understood the dilemma of their present situation. A younger woman, a virgin engaged to be married and her daughter's best friend, was a complicated choice for a lover. But Veronica had benefitted greatly from the teaching of the sexy Mr Richards. Cassie deserved the same reassurance, the knowledge that she could enjoy a wonderful sex life with her future husband. Their church taught too many hang-ups about lust and desire. Who better to teach a younger woman than Veronica herself? Especially as she was suddenly hungry for the double-F tits and the plump, curvy body of the younger woman.

"Is this what you did with your friend?" Cassie asked.

"I'll show you everything we did. Just harmless fun. And you can let me know what else you want."

They kissed again, more soft and sensuous kissing as each woman began to relax into this "harmless fun". Neither wanted to think about harm or sin - not when Veronica guided the younger mouth back to her B-cup breasts.

"I do like your boobs," breathed Cassie.

"You have a wonderful mouth, darling," sighed Veronica, who was now groping those massive tits pressed against her.

Cassie was turned-on greatly by kissing and sucking on Mrs Simpson's boobs. She hoped it was less naughty to like women if she was bi-sexual. That seemed the right description since it felt so natural to give sexual pleasure to a woman. And to enjoy a woman groping her, the way Mrs Simpson was playing with her big tits. She pushed such thoughts aside as Veronica rolled her gently onto her back.

"You have a sexy body," Veronica was telling her. "I'm sure lots of boys and girls want to have sex with you."

She did not wait for an answer. Her hands began to maul those bigger, younger boobs and her mouth was trailing kisses all over Cassie's soft skin.

"Oh, Mrs Simpson... but this is my first... first time with anyone."

"Remember darling. You're safe. We're just having fun."

Veronica was thrilled to lick and suck those big tits. Of course she remembered what to do from her own youth. Her female friend had been happy to teach Veronica about the best ways to pleasure - and to enjoy - a big pair of breasts. She was especially pleased at the moans she elicited from a very surprised Cassie. The older woman could feel her own cunt getting wetter.

"Hmmm... you taste wonderful," she told Cassie. "Is this good? Is this what you want your husband to do?"

"Yes... oh, yes... it feels amazing... yes, I want Isaac to do this to me..."

"Good girl. That is what exploring is all about."

"But I'm feeling... I mean...I'm starting..."

"Getting turned on, darling? That young pussy feeling needy?"

"Yes," came the whimpered reply. "But its wrong."

"Shhh. You're safe. We're just fooling around."

Veronica remembered how she'd had the same misgivings. How her friend had persisted in her exploration of Veronica's body. And how wonderful had been the sensations and, even, the desires she'd experienced. Just as she'd done all those years ago, she slipped one hand down over the younger woman's tummy. The thick dark bush of hair was an unexpected find. Running her fingers through the lush growth she heard the gentle moan of desire.

"Do you want to stop?" Veronica whispered to Cassie.

"God, noooo..." blasphemed the younger woman.

"This is safe," Veronica told her again. "This is normal for a young woman."

Cassie was unnerved to be touched down there. Even her fiancé had not had his hand in her pants. But there was no mistaking her dampness. Veronica, too, had once been frightened of the next step. But now the older woman was confident - and horny. And there was no resistance as Veronica gently pressed the young thighs wider.

"I know you love doing this yourself," murmured Veronica.

"Oh... fuck... yes," moaned Cassie as she allowed the older woman to begin fingering her pussy.

"Good girl. You can teach your husband this as well."

Cassie had little thought for Isaac right then. She'd touched herself so many times when her fiance had refused. And she had wondered whether, in the end, a woman's touch might be better than any man. Mrs Simpson might just make that true. The older woman was dealing with her lust, too. Shuffling position, she fed one tit to the astonished young Cassie. Then her fingers moved to the engorged clitoris.

"Hmmmm... ooohhh..." squirmed Cassie. "Yeeesss, pleeeeaaasseee..."

Veronica pressed her tit flesh harder into Cassie's face as she began to work her finger over and around that fleshy button. She knew about extending the other woman's pleasure but she also knew that a fabulous orgasm was just the thing to really motivate her new sex partner.

"Urgghhh... hmmm..." Cassie tried to call out as her climax coursed through her plump body.

But her sounds were muffled and Cassie did not even realise how hard she was suckling on the older woman. She was beyond caring as a most incredible orgasm hit her. An orgasm that Veronica knew just how to prolong. The young woman was writhing in her arms as Veronica flicked her finger over the tip of the throbbing clit.

"Oh fuck..." exploded Cassie when her mouth was emptied of tit flesh. "Fuck... oh, no more,.. we should stop..." she panted heavily.

"No, darling. Not yet. You should learn what your body really does."

Now it was Veronica's turn to take a breast in her mouth. Those big F-cup tits had captivated her, bringing fond memories of those big jugs of her long-ago friend. And now Cassie moaned in the same, greedy way as her tits were suckled anew. Greedy and grateful, she did not resist as Mrs Simpson pushed her legs apart. But she could not stop her reaction as a single finger began to penetrate her virgin cunt.

"Ohhh... what?... noooo... oohhhhh, Mrs Simpson... oh, that's..."

Veronica knew about her own cunt. And she'd been taught how to finger another woman by that youthful friend. The.long-ago lover been more experienced in lesbian play, already skilled in giving the most intense pleasure. Veronica had been a good pupil. Now she applied those same lessons to Cassie.

"Yes, darling. Let me fill you. You're hot and wet for me," she moaned while moving her mouth from one heaving tit to the other.

"Oh, jesus... you're... I'm cumming... oh fuck... Mrs Simpson... cumminnnngggg..."

Cassie did not realise she was pulling the other woman tighter into her breasts. Suddenly her brain was craving every ounce of sensation and pleasure. Her own vibrator could never feel so good as the older woman's finger. Oh, why did women not have sex together all the time? And when the older woman inserted a second finger her paroxysms only grew more intense.

"Oh, fuck... sweet Jesus... can't breathe... oh, please don't stop..." she screamed to the lascivious Mrs Simpson.

*************

Cassie took some time to come down from the exertion of that powerful string of orgasms. Mrs Simpson was still suckling her big tits, more gently now. And running her fingers through Cassie's thick, dark bush.

"I didn't know," Cassie breathed. "That I could cum like that."

"Of course. It takes a little practice," said Veronica knowingly.

"But... how did you know? I mean... that a woman can cum so much?"

"I told you. I had a girlfriend when I was your age. She knew so much. And she taught me."

"It still sounds wrong. Even though I love what you did to me."

"Darling, my only mistake was not teaching my husband what I needed. Understand?"

Cassie did understand. Though she was already thinking that if Isaac turned out to be a dud lover she had options. Another woman could be the key to sexual satisfaction once she was married. Not Mrs Simpson, though? Maybe it was time to have the conversation with her best friend, Rose? Right then, Mrs Simpson was battling to control her own lust and she changed the subject as she played with that thick bush.

"You have a lovely pussy," she murmured to the younger woman. "And quite a forest of pubes."

"Oh lord. Is that bad? I know other woman... well, in porn... should I shave it like you?"

"It might be worth a try. Maybe that's a naughty way to get your husband interested? But why don't you touch me?"

Cassie was so grateful, and so horny, that she was more than happy to touch the older woman's mound. The slick, smooth skin was a revelation. Ms Simpson moaned as soon as Cassie began to stroke her fingertips across it. She could see right away that a bare-shaven pussy could signal to her lover that she was aroused and needy. It would be easier if Isaac, on their wedding night, if he could see her swollen labia and the wetness oozing from her hole.

"Yes, darling... yes," Mrs Simpson was urging her on quietly.

"I know why the church says this is bad," Cassie observed as the older woman spread her legs wide.

"Lust is natural," gasped Mrs Simpson as a youthful finger grazed past her clit.

"I want to have this all the time."

"Yes, darling. Learn about pleasure and then show your husband."

Veronica did not care about the clumsiness of her young lover. It was sexy to be reminded of her own first exploration. That long-ago taboo play. She turned her head to suck on a massive young tit.

"Please, darling. Please... go on..." she urged Cassie.

Eager to please, the younger woman easily found the wet opening to Veronica's cunt. She had no inkling of how long Veronica had waited to feel a woman's touch again. But she was enjoying the sucking on her tit by the older woman. And the guttural sound of lust was enough for Cassie to dip one finger into that pool of wetness.

"Yessss... yessss..." hissed Veronica.

Cassie was aware that she had no idea what she was doing. Except copying her own youthful exploration. But the other woman's hole was slick with wetness and so soft as Cassie began to penetrate. Curiosity got the better of Cassie, along with Veronica's suckling, and the virginal young woman quickly inserted one finger past the second knuckle.

"Darling... darling, yes... more... I need more."

Veronica loved every bit of the younger woman's touch. And she more than appreciated the fulsome body in her bed - muffling her cries on those luscious tits and holding tight to Cassie as she writhed and bucked against her hand. Veronica had waited too long to be concerned with slow, gentle play. Her fever overcame her when Cassie followed the other's lead and slipped a second finger into the spasming, gushing cunt.

"Yes... oh, so good... perfect darling... fuck..."

**************

It came naturally to them both to cuddle after their illicit and thrilling play. Cassie was happy to be held in a way she'd never been held. And the older woman was a far better kisser than her fiancé. At least Veronica had enough experience to know the joy of coming down solely after such momentous orgasms. And she reveled in the chance to renew her lover for the female body, not least those massive F-cups she was stroking and massaging again.

"You are a gorgeous young woman," she was telling Cassie. "Isaac is a lucky man."

"I don't know if he thinks so, "sighed Cassie with her pleasure. "I think they're too big."

"No, darling. Many of the other women in the church know that their husbands secretly lust after yours."

Veronica knew that any man - and many women - could not help but admire those big jugs. They always looked fit to burst from her clothes. Seeing them naked, she could admire the shape and the soft skin. Note the hint of stretch-marks that accentuated how young Cassie had begun to develop. And play with the hard, dark nipples that had felt so good against her tongue.

"Mrs Simpson," Cassie tried to speak. "But what about?... I mean... boys and things?... I want to be a virgin but..."

The older woman already had a fix for that problem. One man in the church community might be persuaded to help Cassie to learn about her husband and his needs. Veronica had tried to get her own daughter to take the opportunity to learn from the sexy Mr Richards. But those huge young tits would certainly convince him that he should teach young Cassie.

"Darling, if you tell him what you need then he can tell you what he needs."

Cassie saw the wisdom in that. Though Mrs Simpson had mentioned "needs" and the eager young woman found her own curiosity urging her on once more.

"It felt so good to be touched," Cassie mumbled. "Down there... but... well... what if?.. I mean... not there but..."

Veronica grasped the problem almost immediately. But was shocked to think that Cassie had explored further than she had herself. That long-ago friend had never shown any interest in that place. And Veronica had regarded it as off-limits. Until, that is, Mr Richards had shown her otherwise.

"Hmmm. Have you ever tried?"

"Yes," came the quiet response and a look of shame.

The older woman knew what to do. It was she who'd taken on the role of teacher for Cassie. She remembered her youthful explorations and the confidence of her friend. That was what Veronica needed to show now. Which was not so hard since her return to lesbian play had made her both horny and intrigued about what other pleasures might be discovered in the female body. She'd been embarrassed - and then thrilled - by what Mr Richards had introduced her to. Now Cassie was giving her the perfect opportunity.

"Don't be scared," she breathed to her young lover. "This is just playing around, remember?"

Cassie was almost in a fog as she let the older woman roll her onto her tummy and lift her hips a little. It felt so sinful to show her bottom like that. Let alone to have such curiosity about her backdoor. Cassie knew it was a place of pleasure. But she could not stop the initial shame as she felt Mrs Simpson licking around her arsehole.

"Nooo... that's so dirty... Mrs Simpson, I didn't mean..."

"Relax, darling. Lets have some fun."

Veronica was already enjoying delivering her first rimjob. It seemed it was not so bad as she'd imagined for Mr Richards. The young woman was clean and not at all a bad taste. She had been watching some of that porn of late, eager for tips. And to relive the pleasure Mr Richards had given. Now she was excited to explore for herself and to provide that same pleasure to young Cassie.

"Oh, that does feel good. Have you done this before?"

"Yes," came the white lie. "But forget that. I want you to tell me if this is good."

"Ohhhh... it feels so good... so weird.... good... different..."

"I like it, too," confessed the older woman as she played her tongue around that youthful opening. "And I bet your pussy is getting wet."

That seemed obvious given the constant moans of soft pleasure coming from Cassie. And Veronica was eager to explore further, trying to probe the tight orifice with her tongue just as she'd felt Mr Richards doing.

"Tell me, do you sometimes put a finger in here."

"Yes... I know its wrong," came the whimpered reply.

That confession was Veronica's signal to really test the young woman. She carefully rolled Cassie onto her back and helped her to hold her knees high and wide. Now both her holes were exposed and available. Veronica saw that the young woman was, indeed, aroused. Oh, how she'd missed that long-ago lesbian play.

"No, no..." cried Cassie softly as Mrs Simpson began to slide a finger into her tiny arsehole.

But her protests were not resistance. Not when Veronica used her other hand to begin playing with the young clitoris hidden in the thick forest of dark hair.

"Mrs Simpson... Mrs... oh, that feels so good... I don't think..."

Veronica already had her finger inside Cassie's hole, past the first knuckle. It was a little tricky, at first, to co-ordinate both hands. But she focused on that young arsehole as she gradually worked her finger deeper. It was exciting to feel that place - warm and smooth and so tight. Yet, she noticed, Cassie's hole opened easily enough and her moans grew more urgent as Veronica began to strum on her clit.

"I don't... I don't think..." moaned Cassie.

"Relax, darling. Enjoy my finger in your arse."

"Ohhh... I doooo... fuck, its so good... I am a dirty sinner..."

Veronica began to stroke her finger in that tight backdoor. Fingering the young sphincters and amazed at how Cassie was relaxing and opening, as if eager for more. She wondered if her own arsehole felt like that to Mr Richards. And she wondered if this might become a regular play with Cassie.

"I am so dirty," Cassie was moaning with lust.

"You're safe, darling. Enjoy it."

"How... how can it..."

"Its your body," cooed Veronica as she continued to ream that tight, hot hole with her finger. "You love a finger up your bottom."

"I love it," she gasped. "I love it.... in my bottom..."

"Don't hold back, darling. Cum while I finger your bum."

Cassie did as she was told. Suddenly erupting with the strangest, most intense pleasure as her clit throbbed in time to the anal stimulus. She could not help crying out, uncaring about the noise and the shame of cumming like that. Somehow the wonderful Mrs Simpson had trapped her so that there was no escape from her incredible, continuous orgasm. She'd have had many, many questions if her mind had not been blown away by the ecstasy that the sinful older woman was delivering.

***************** They had time for a little more cuddling before Veronica needed to shoo the younger woman out the door. And Veronica could see that her new, young lover was confused.

"This is just fun," she tried to reassure Cassie. "Harmless fun between two women."

"I don't know... what do I tell Isaac? I don't know how to ask him for these things."

"Don't worry. You have plenty of time. And we can play some more before your wedding if you'd like."

"But I'll feel bad... if he... his cock..."

"Yes, darling, I understand. Don't fret. I can give you some ideas."

************

At about that time, Rose was leaving the library. Her fiancé, Joshua, was there to take her home. He opened the car door without seeing that Rose was in heat. The recent fun with Mr Richards had left her feeling constantly horny.

They kissed and Josh was glad that his future wife was feeling so passionate. He was not sure what to do about it. Mrs Simpson had pleasured his young cock with her mouth and it was almost all he could think about. Just kissing Rose made him grow to full size.

She cuddled close to Josh, enjoying his kiss. He had a lot to learn. But he was to be her husband and she enjoyed his mouth on hers. What she'd been wanting was to feel more than his lips. As she often did. Rose placed her hand over his crotch to feel the lump in his jeans. He felt as big and hard as ever and Rose was desperate to try her usual appeal.

"Josh... please," she breathed to him. "I know you want to wait. But I need to touch it."

This time she meant it more than ever. Her experience with Mr Richards and his gorgeous cock had convinced young Rose that there was no benefit in waiting. But she quickly sensed that this time Josh was not going to protest or repeat his usual admonition. Of course, Rose had no idea that her own mother had convinced Joshua that it was foolish to eschew all pleasure.

"Josh... can I?"

"I guess so... maybe a little."

In a flash, they both were tearing at his jeans. Sitting in the car was not what either had imagined for their first time. But he was no longer embarrassed by his erection. And Rose was overjoyed to reveal that hard cock she'd imagined for so long.