Dealing with guilt

“How are you getting on with your guilt? Did you take my advice?”

Helen blushed. “Yes I did and yes it has.”

“Don’t get shy on me now,” said Maisy. “Tell me more.”

“Well, I did as you said but sometimes I have to wait before I can do it. It’s been helping. I don’t feel as bad as I used to.”

“Has it started to feel nice?”

“What do you mean?”

“When you feel naughty. Does it feel a little exciting yet?”

Helen went quiet then said “A little maybe.”

Maisy jiggled with glee “That’s great news. Being a little naughty is supposed to be exciting. I’m so proud of you.” Maisy snuggled up to Helen, one arm slipping under her the other over to pull her into a tight embrace as Maisy’s head rested upon Helen’s chest. Helen was surprised but the embrace felt nice and Maisy’s words made her feel good. Maybe she was doing better than she thought. She returned the hug and wrapped her arms around Maisy.

“What sort of things have been making you feel naughty?” Maisy asked into Helen’s chest. Helen became suddenly aware of Maisy’s face pressing into the flesh of her bosoms. It was not an entirely maternal feeling that spread through her.

“Sometimes Mike asks me to do things,” Helen confessed.

“What sort of things?”

“Positions mostly. He tried to kiss me down there too.”

“Have you done any of it?”

“I want to but it somehow feels harder with Mike. He is a part of my past. I know he wants me to be more open and, sexual but I just find it harder to escape the feelings of guilt with him.”

Maisy was taking it all in. Casually she began to rub Helen’s back. “I guess that makes sense but you should try for his sake.”

Helen sighed “I know. I will.” She was aware of Maisy touch. It seemed casual but even the idea that it might not be was getting her excited. She became aware of her own hands. One was on Maisy’s back and the other was in her head. She idly began to stroke her hair in response.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” Maisy sighed. “Anything or anyone else been making you feel naughty?”

Something about being in the dark and being so close to Maisy yet not able to look directly at her made talking a little easier. “I made a new friend and she is very vivacious.”

“Oh really?” said Maisy as she shifted her position. She moved her leg in between Helen’s. This **** Helen to drape her own leg over Maisy’s and allowed Maisy to press her crotch against Helen. It brought their bodies closer together and she moved her hand to Helen’s hip and began to stroke the side of her leg. “Tell me about her.”

Helen was aware of the heightened intimacy of their new position and even more aware of Maisy’s soft hand on the outside of her nightie. She was getting increasingly aroused and Maisy felt safe like it was okay to be naughty around her. “She’s a very glamorous blonde woman with very big breasts. They are apparently fake and she showed me the edge of her implant. She had pierced nipples like you and…”

“Go on,” said Maisy as she pulled up the bottom of the long nightdress and touched Helen’s bare skin.”

Maisy’s hand felt so nice on her skin. For a moment she felt like she should tell her to stop but she reminded herself that women were much more comfortable with each other. She had seen Maisy playing with herself, this wasn’t nearly as naughty even if it felt that way. “And when she showed me her tattoo on her hip and thigh I saw she wasn’t wearing any underwear.”

“What did her pussy look like?”

“It was so smooth. It looked flawless.”

“Wow. I’ve never described a pussy as flawless,” said Maisy.

“There’s more, she put my hand on it. It was so soft.”

“What?” Maisy pulled her head back and Helen could see the shocked grin on her face in the dim light of the room. “That is so cool. You have to introduce me to her.”

Helen Chuckled. “She said the same thing about you.”

“Cool.” Maisy wriggled free and dipped under the sheets. She popped up a moment later with her panties in her hand which she threw away. “I’m smooth too. I shaved this morning.” She took Helen’s hand and guided it under the sheets and pressed it against her mound. “See.”

Helen was stunned. First Kay and now Maisy. This was different though. There was the barest hint of stubble remaining, almost imperceptible but not as smooth as Kat’s. That fact distracted her from the fact that she was touching her friend’s private place. “Kat’s was smoother.”

“Hmm, she must wax or maybe she had them removed. I’d love that. I love the feeling of a hand on my smooth pussy.” She tilted her hips forward so Helen’s hands moved further down, between her legs.

Helen’s heart began to beat fast. She had wanted to touch Kat’s more and now Maisy’s was in her hand. She delicately moved her fingers to relish the feel of it before inevitably she would have to withdraw her hand. Maisy grabbed her wrist and pulled Helen’s hand further down until she could feel the fold of her slit and the warm wetness that had formed. “Maisy, I…”

“It’s okay,” interrupted Maisy. “I want you to touch me there. Maisy withdrew her hand from Helen’s wrist and threw it around her neck. She pulled them closer together, their faces were now so close that their noses were almost touching. Their breathing was getting heavier as they looked at each other in the twilight. “You know, it’s pretty common for girls to practice on each other.”

“Practice what?” said wife with a look of longing on her face.

“Bedroom things, touching, kissing, that sort of thing.”

“But what about their boyfriend and husbands?”

“It’s not the same thing. It’s not love or a relationship. It’s just practice.” Their faces moved closer together, their noses touching. Maisy’s hand stroked Helen’s cheek.

“Just practice.” She didn’t want to think right now. Instead, she acted on instinct and she allowed her finger to slip between the lips of Maisy’s pussy and touch the impossibly soft, wet flesh beneath.

“Uh-huh” nodded Maisy as she pulled Helen to her and kissed her.

Helen had never kissed another person other than her husband like that. Their lips intertwined. It was different to Mike’s kiss, softer yet more energetic. Maisy smelled different and the feel of her face on Helen was smooth and enjoyable. Almost as if she was playing with her own she began to caress Maisy’s pussy, her finger seeking out the little nub that always gave Helen so much pleasure. She played with it as she did her own before sliding her hand lower so she could insert it inside Maisy.

The feeling of having her finger inside another person’s body was potent, especially as it got such an exciting response from Maisy as she felt the young woman’s hips start to move and she moaned softly into Helen’s mouth.

Maisy tried to put her tongue in Helen’s mouth but she didn’t seem to know the proper war to respond. She broke the kiss and said, “Stick out your tongue.” Helen was too swept up in the situation to even question it and did as she was told. Helen’s pussy twitched as the cute Thai girl enveloped her tongue with her mouth and pulled it out, allowing her lips to make contact with it. She then touched Helen’s tongue with her own. “Now you,” said Maisy and stuck her own tongue out. Helen did her best to copy what Maisy had done. She thought it would have been gross but her throbbing groin told her that this was far from gross and was in fact wonderful.

Helen pulled back and Maisy smiled at her which was broken for a moment as whatever Helen was doing with her fingers seemed to have an effect on Maisy and Maisy gripped Helen’s shoulder for a moment. When the moment passed she smiled again with wide, excited eyes. “You are a natural.”

Those words made Helen feel bad. Pleasure wasn’t something she was supposed to be a natural at. Maisy seemed to notice the distress. “Put those thoughts away.” She said and she broke the embrace and sat up. She flung off her top and Helen was distracted by her cute little tits. Maisy threw the covers back and moved in between Helen’s legs and tuck her hands straight up Helen’s nightie and started pulling down her panties.

“Maisy, what are you doing?” asked Helen in alarm.

Maisy, who had already worked them off Helen’s legs and thrown them aside leaned over her. “You felt bad right?”

“Yes, I…”

“So you need to play with yourself right?”

“Yes but…”

“So instead of playing on your own, let’s do it together. Arms up.” Helen did as she was told without thinking and Maisy pulled the long garment off her and threw it away. Before Helen had time to react Maisy was on top of her, locking her lips with Helen’s Maisy’s hand grabbed one of her sensitive breasts and squeezed it, pinching the nipple slightly. Maisy’s body rested on top of Helen’s and Helen couldn’t help but touch Maisy’s body as she had secretly longed to do for a while.

For a moment they kissed and their hand explored each other’s bodies. Helen allowed herself a feel of Maisy’s little buttocks and Maisy indulged herself with Helen’s breasts. Helen pulled away, breathing hard. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” she panted.

Maisy kissed her again and she returned it just as eagerly as she had. “We are just playing around. It’s not serious. Don’t over-think it,” said Maisy and she slipped her hand between Helen’s legs and began to finger her sopping snatch. “That’s what you needed, isn’t it?”

Maisy’s fingers felt incredible. She allowed Mike to finger her but he wasn’t as deft, his hands weren’t as soft and he wasn’t as cute as Maisy. “Oh yes, I need it.”

“Let my fingers take away any doubts. This is what feeling naughty should be like.”

“I like this kind of naughty.”

“Tell me you’re a bad girl.”

“I’m a bad girl.”

“Being bad feels good.”

“Being bad feels good. Oh so good.” Helen’s hands clenched as she had her first orgasm and while Maisy slowed down, she didn’t stop. Helen grabbed Maisys head and kissed her hard. Their tongues were in each other’s mouths. She wasn’t done. She wanted another.

Right at that moment, her mind was blissfully blank. There were no concerns over right or wrong. She had desired Maisy and right at that moment, she could admit it. Maisy was here and available and touching her so well. She knew that she wanted to take advantage of this momentary release from the burdens of her guilt and she touched all the places on Maisy she had secretly wanted to. She ran her hands along Maisy’s smooth, skinny legs and grabbed her buttocks. She reached up and squeezed her pert breasts and enjoyed the feeling of the piercings as she pinched Maisy’s nipples which caused her to more insistently stroke Helen’s pussy.

The pair rolled onto their sides and they lay face to face. Helen now had her hands back in Maisy’s snatch and they looked into the eyes of each other. Helen came first but Maisy grabbed Helen’s hand and rubbed herself through the last bit of stimulation she needed to reach her own. They lay panting and kissed tenderly as they basked in the afterglow of their orgasms.

“Feel better?” Maisy asked.

Helen giggled. “Yes, much better.”

“I’m glad. I hate to see you feeling bad for those natural feelings.”

“I’m getting there. You have been a big help.”

“Any time,” said Maisy and she rolled over to sleep and pulled Helen’s arm over her. The two naked women fell asleep in a warm embrace.