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CHAPTER 2
Simpsons Home. 6am. Bart's Bedroom
"Bleegh!~ I should have cleaned it last night! Oooown, what do I do?!"
Bart woken up nearly an hour earlier than usual, mainly because of something he forgot to do last night: making sure his recent jerking off didn't leave any noticeable traces. However, because he fell asleep all of a sudden, all the semen got dried out and its smell was filling the room.
"Damn it! What should I do?". Bart thought quickly and then decided he would have brought all the dirty sheets and his clothes in the bathroom, while also taking a shower. He seriously needed it: he wanted to make a good impression to her teacher today.
After making sure nobody was in sight, Bart quickly tapped to the bathroom and locked the door as fast as he could.
"Uff! Good thing I woke up earlier this morning! But, enough with pessimism! Today's a great day to be alive!", said Bart before entering the bathtub…
OOO
Edna Krabappel's Appartament. 6am. Edna's Bedroom
Speaking of which, Edna's own awakening wasn't that much better. As she slowly opened her eyes, she noticed her face was close to the floor of her bedroom.
"Uuugh.. W-What happened?... Mmh, maybe I overdid last night…"
Edna's spinning head was lying on the floor. It seemed she fell from her bed during night, as the rest of her still naked body was still on the bed and her legs were bend upward. Edna groaned deeply while she was trying to lift herself up. She felt a sight pain on both her face and her lower belly. As she stood up, her bare feet touched the cold floor and her body shivered, both because of it, and because she wasn't wearing any clothes of sort. She covered her upper body with her arms, causing her breasts to squeeze. Her legs squeezed as well, as cold shivers tormented her naked limbs. But, at least she was feeling more than awakened.
She turned her dangling head behind her and saw her usual clothes lying on the floor. She picked them up and sniffed them. They smelled awfully, like musty oniony sweat. Edna quickly walked toward the bathroom and put them with her other dirty clothes in the corner - which were all stacked on top of each other as a messy pile.
"Ufff… I'd better do the laundry today… W-Wait… Today is…Ah!"
Edna gasped suddenly for seeing herself in the mirror. Not only she was still completely naked, but today was the fateful day. The one she kept thinking about it all night long. That was the reason she didn't sleep all that well. Her black eyes proved it quite enough. She took a quick look at herself, and sighed slightly worried:
[Ah… to think we might end up like this… Nah, don't think about it now, Edna! There's still morning ahead!]
She then quickly washed her face with cold water and then went back to her room, looking for new clothes.
She was unconvinced. Not that she had much of a choice, but she wasn't used wearing anything else aside from the usual.
She then put on a black bra and panties and picked a bunch of clothes.
"Uff, so hard to choose each time~..."
OOO
Springfield School. Morning
"Hi there! Good morning, teacher Krabappel!" Bart greeted Edna with so much enthusiasm, she gasped and snapped out of her sleepiness. She bumped her head on the classroom's door and groaned in annoyance.
"Aauuuh, *yaaaaawn!* 'M-Morning to you, Simpson… But, please, don't shout like this this early"
"Oh, all right! I' m sorry! Eheh, you know? Sometimes it happens to me when I didn't sleep well. Ah, I remember when you used to wake me up with your melodic voice~"
Edna rubbed her black eyes and mumbled some muffled noises
[Tsk, if only he knew what I was doing last night… Also, who does he think he is? He too had his own business… But, oh well, guess some things never change]
One thing was for sure: Edna was in no condition to joke around that morning, so Bart called it out and greeted his teacher, as he took his seat. He was familiar with how sleepy and tired Edna looked some times, but he just felt like it greeting her like this that morning. However, he didn't want to force things too much in case she did had a change in mind about their "meeting"
For the rest of the morning, nothing changed that much. The rest of the lesson flowed like usual, and Bart managed to get a few right answers. Edna complimented him and Bart smirked with satisfaction. Thinking about it, the boy thought that being and acting smart had its own advantages…
Once break time came in, Bart decided to go out and play with the other kids. He chose not to spend another break with his teacher because: 1) they were already going to meet each other at her place that afternoon, and 2) Bart thought that she might have needed a few minutes of rest for her own good.
At some point, Edna saw Bart leaving the classroom, and actually stopped him for a question:
"Ehm, Bart! Are you going out to play?"
Bart was surprised she called him for that, and he nodded:
"Yup, I am! Why is it? Do you need something?" He was trying to sound nice to her. Edna chuckled and then asked:
"Oh, n-nothing in particular, but, y-you know… Maybe you wanted to ask me something about our…" she sneakily gestured her hands, hoping nobody saw her. "... Our yesterday's thing~" [Ghaah! I bet it feels weird for him if I mention it like this!~]
Bart gasped slightly, but then he smiled himself and said:
"Nah, I don't think we should talk about it right here. Instead, you should use your time to get some rest. See you later! Oh, and by the way, nice jacket!~" Bart winked at the sleepy teacher and ran away, still smiling.
"T-Thank you, Bart… Mph, yeah. Reallygood jacket, true…"
That morning, Edna wore a deep red jacket, slightly ruined on the sleeves, with a yellow shirtless top. She didn't have her usual skirt, instead a pair of long blue pants. She also wore a pair of black warm sleepers, completely excluding the thought about wearing shoes for another day. Some colleagues called her for it, saying that her look seemed inappropriate: those blue pants and that red jacket may have had a bad influence on the kids, and those sleepers looked embarrassing. Edna simply scuffed at them, saying that she didn't care, and also they should mind their own business sometimes instead of complaining about clothes, like they were all fashion bloggers.
Edna had her head resting between her arms. She almost fell asleep on her desk, completely ignoring every outside noise.
A few thoughts crossed her mind in the meantime. She wondered how she will introduce herself towards her favorite student that afternoon. She said they were gonna resolve their complicated matter, but she didn't sifted through any details. The teacher wondered how he might have taken that choice of words. She even wondered if she herself wanted this thing to happen in the first place.
[It is true you are desperate, but are you really that desperate?... Ah, well, it's no use complaining right now. You did take the decision, so you better get it right! Remember, you are doing this for him…]
Edna was starting to snore outloud, when the bell rang once again louder than ever. She heard that noise like it were the engine of a jetplane, and all the kids came back to the class, laughing and giggling like maniacs.
Edna groaned beyond the concept of annoyance. She barely had five extra minutes of sleeping and they just weren't enough.
But, at least, only two hours were left…
Finally, the last bell rang and the whole school became a starting of exaltation and laughters from all students. The school was over for this week and the weekend was waiting for them. Edna had to cover her hears to easen the hubbub, as she waved her hand to greet the cheerful students, including Bart who mimicked a 'See you later!' gesture with her fingers. He took the phone and sent a message to the teacher as he was making his way towards the exit. Edna caught her old phone and read the text:
"Dear teacher.
Now that the day is over, we'll meet at your place like we promised. I'll be there for 15pm. Thank you once again for your support. It means so much for me.
I love you. Bye!"
Edna sighed a little once reading those lines.
[Oh, Bart. You don't need to be so sweet to me!~ You're seriously gonna make this old lady cry-Aaaah]. Edna's ramblings were interrupted when a hand touched her shoulder. She turned back and saw a middle-aged man with greyish hair, a long and wrinkled face, wearing a blue suit and a pink tie. Edna recognized the man and snorted.
"Uh, Seamur! How many times do I have to tell you not to scare me like this?! *Yawwn!* I even under-slept tonight and I'm really in no mood for a date today, 'kay?"
The principal Skinner was feeling a little hurt because of the woman's reluctance before he even said anything else. But, judging by how terrible Edna's face looked and considering the clothes she was wearing, he too understood he shouldn't have had to insist further than that. He then said:
"Uhm, sorry Edna. I-I just wanted to compliment you for your clothes! Y-You look really… wild and fine! Eheh, yeah, I mean it!~"
Edna looked at the wrinkly man unenthusiastically. Her semi-closed eyes were enough for any word she'd say in that situation. She knew too well how her 'lover' tried too hard to sound 'cool and romantic', but in reality, he was less than a proper man and more like a pretentious lover with no spine or initiative. That day in particular, Edna didn't want to deal with him too much either: she had other affairs to think about, and she needed to set her mind properly for what was about to happen at her place that afternoon.
Edna looked at Skinner and said:
"Ah, l-listen Seamur. I appreciate you like my attire today, but now I really have to go home. I need to regain some proper sleep… Maybe we will call each other for another day, what do you think?". Edna still wanted to give Skinner a chance. His company didn't bother her that much - but, that day, wasn't the right day.
"Oh, o-ok, Edna! Well, we'll see next time, ok? Fine, bye!~" Skinner followed the rest of the exited crowd, greeting Edna with hand wave. The woman greeted back and then she snorted in annoyance:
"Uff, that man is truly a dead weight! Every day is the same: 'Oh wow, Edna! You look hot in that grandma pajama! - Oh wow Edna! That stripper attire makes you look younger!~'. It's the same flattery over and over again!... Ugh, but whatever, whatever. It's not important right now… Now I have to immediately go home and set the place properly for my guest. I want him to feel like he's visiting a 'normal' house, not the backyard dumpster.. Ok, now-". Edna kept rumbling with herself while making her way out of school, her slippers making clacking sounds with each step…
OOO
Once having been brought by his mother, Bart looked outside of the car window, tapping his fingers nervously on the edge. Marge looked at her son and wondered whether her boy was doing fine. Since the last night, when teacher Krabappel informed her about her 'private lessons' in order to instruct Bart about the falsity of pornography, she'd been noticeably apprehensive and unsure of the reliability of such unusual and potentially awkward program. However, considering the fact her son managed to do so well over the course of the last month and the teacher praised both his study efforts and his pragmatism once dealing with intimacy matters, she felt like he was in good hands for the most part. It couldn't have hurt for Bart to learn more about the matter in safety, right?
Marge, looking at her thoughtful son, decided not to delve into the meeting's topic right now, and opted for a more carefree approach:
"So, hey darling! What do you wish for today at Krusty's?"
Bart snapped out from his ramblings and heard his mother talking to him:
"Uh, mmh, I say I'll take a small menu today. I don't want to get too full". His tone was kinda vague and unfocused, like he didn't want to say too much to his mother, as he was trying to set his own mind for how to deal with his future meeting.
Marge parked near Krusty's and smiled:
"Very well, son!~ I think I will take large one, instead! I'm curious to see whether I can eat it all~ Would you help mommy finishing it if she doesn't make it?"
Bart came out of the car and smirked at her:
"Mh mh, sure mom, sure!", but his mind was still somewhere else, not paying too much attention to where he was about to go eating…
Throughout the lunch he and Marge were eating - a bunch of delicious trash food filled with fries and drinks to top it off - Bart was wondering whether it was a good idea not to ask Edna any further questions about their future meeting that afternoon. He wanted to let her rest for a bit, but now that he thought about it, considering how loud his peers were during the break time, she probably didn't manage to sleep like, at all. So, perhaps he could have asked her just something, even something small. Like, what they were gonna talk about specifically? Or, what they were gonna 'do' with one another? So many questions and so little time to find a proper answer, as Marge, to Bart's lack of surprise, failed to reach even half of the large order. She left half of the double cheeseburger and a full pack of fries. Bart promised to help her out, even though he was reluctant because, in case - just in case - things started getting 'hotter' at Edna's place, he wanted to make sure he didn't have to succumb to nature's call too early.
Once having finished eating up, and after Marge complained with herself for not having finished her own food, both mother and son went to the car in order to reach Edna's address.
Marge then dialed the name on the navigator and followed the instructions:
"All right, Bart! It's time to bring you to Mrs. Krabappel! But, first, let me tell you once again a few more advices. Ok, darling?"
Bart pulled the safety belt and nodded:
"Yeah yeah, mom". For the rest of the travel, he only heard half of Marge's umpteenth speech about the right behavior and form of respect and bla bla bla…
Bart looked bakk at the car window, thinking about what Edna might have been doing during his wait…
OOO
As for Edna, at 14:30, she managed to clean most of the stuff in her wacky and stinky apartment. The bedroom was mostly settled, the washing machine was taking care of the pile of dirty clothes, and she did her best to make the living room look as "healthy" as possible. The musty stench of cigarette smoke and wasted food was still present however, so she opened all the windows available to change the flow of air. One of the windows opened to a balcony, which stretched out above the street of the low side of the city, where all crowded apartments were located.
"Auh, I managed to clean as much as I could! At least, the boy would have the impression he's visiting the house of a woman, not the one of a tramp~". She took a wooden chair placed on the balcony and sitted on it, while nervously waiting for the arrival of her young guest.
Ten minutes were left before his supposed arrival, and Edna never felt so tense like in that situation. Primarily because of the fact, she was going to teach her new favorite student in the ways of love he never had any experience with. It's something she pondered for the whole day, thinking time and time again how she would have engaged the matter and which words she would have used. However, the more she thought about it, the more uncertain her intentions felt. So, at some point, she thought:
[Gah! Screw planning and preparation! It makes things more confusing and awkward than what it already is-] "So, whatever happens, just play it cool, don't force it and everything would be-ah!". As she was frantically rumbling with her own thoughts, her legs wiggled left and right, and one of her slippers happened to fly off one of her feet, falling down to the ground below. Edna looked at the falling object and hoped it didn't hit anyone. Her slippers had a reinforced rubber sole which made them ideal for outside walks as well, so the impact of such an object falling from the 3rd floor wouldn't have been light for anyone.
"Aw, dang it! Am I really that clumsy today?!... Mh? Oh, they're here! Maybe…"
Edna was about to go down to the ground floor to take her fallen slipper when she saw an orange car stopping right in front of the entrance of her building. It was Ms. Simpsons's car, and Bart got out of it in order to warn the teacher of his arrival. As Bart was about to ring the bell, Edna called him from the balcony. She waved her hand and signaled the young boy she was going to let him in.
"Oook, teacher! I'm coming up!"
Bart turned one more time to kiss his mother. She chuckled and kissed him back:
"Remember, young man! I'll be taking you for 18:30, or 19 at best. You make sure to listen carefully and not to embarrass your teacher. Remember, she's doing so to help you, so make sure you learn well from this opportunity. Got it?"
Bart nodded and smiled at her:
"Don't worry, mom! I'll be fine. See you later!"
Bart greeted his mother as he made his way along the apartment's entrance. Along the causeway, the boy found an object near the little bushes. He picked it up and realized it was a slipper. When he wondered what would a slipper be doing in the middle of the street, he started to recognize the model.
"Wait. It's black and heavy, and it has a white label on the outside… C-Could it be…!". Bart suffocated his shock once he realized who that slipper belonged to…
"Ah! T-This is one of Krabappel's slippers. She must have lost it from the balcony!"
Right at that moment, Bart headed to the entrance door unlocking, and a voice called him from the intercom. It was Edna:
"*Hey, Bart! Come up here, at 3rd floor. Oh, and please, take my slipper I threw down there! Thank you*"
Bart answered loudly:
"Sure, teacher Krabappel! I got it!". The boy walked in into the building and started making his way upstairs, since there was no elevator whatsoever. "... Yeah… I, got it…!"
As the young Simpson was walking upstairs, he glanced at the slipper he was holding, and decided to look at it with more interest. It was heavier than what he was expecting and its inner fabric was consumed and slightly ripped because of the constant usage. And, most notably, it emanated a strong sweaty, consumed smell from within it. Something reminiscent of…
[Uuugh! N-No, I can't do this! It's not right, Bart!... But, it felt so good that…]. Bart stopped in the middle of the stairs and decided to bring the heavy slipper near his face. The boy looked at the shoe's inner fabric and neared his nose. Then, he took a long and deep sniff out of it - actually, he took more than one, as he kept walking upstairs. A stingy mixture of both fresh and dried sweat filled his nostrils with each sniff, which he made sure he kept them as low as possible, so that he didn't attract suspicions from the upper floor.
[Mmmh~ It smells so nice… just like yesterday! Aahhh, I just can't get enough of it! If only she could could let me have them for a week or more-aaah! N-No, stop stop! Or else, you will-]. Before he realized it, he noticed he was starting to harden himself once again. He immediately pulled his face away from the smelly slipper and slowed his steps so that he could relax just in time before he made his way to Edna's apartment. Unfortunately, it wasn't as easy: in fact, he sniffed the slipper so much and so intensely he couldn't just forget about it right here and then, and the urge to further take other sniffs made it nearly impossible for him to fully relax.
Bart just past reached the second floor when the last ramp presented itself. Bart looked down and saw he was still half hard: he begged the higher heavens he could just forget the delicious sweaty smell he tried himself before, but it was harder than expected.
Meanwhile, Edna was waiting for the boy to make his way up to her apartment. She was patiently waiting at the opened entrance, tapping her bare foot with a bit of nervousness - coupled with a note of suspect in her mind. Considering her sleeper just fell down on the ground, and the fact Bart took it, could that mean that he probably…
[Nah, it can't be real! He didn't sniff it for real, come on! It would be absurd!~ Hah! But, he's still not in sight. What is he doing?... But, could it be that… Well, I mean, knowing the type, I shouldn't be surprised if he took advantage of it and… Oh my~] A suspect started crossing her mind, when a bunch od spiky hair ticked it out from the stairs. Bart walked the last ramp, her slipper in hand, and no visible buldges under his pants. Edna watched the boy walking his way toward her, and smiled at him, landing a hand toward Bart:
"Welcome at my home, Simpson - or, should I say, Bart?"
Bart was visibly blushing seeing at his favorite teacher welcoming him so wholesomely. He gave her the missing slipper, putting it down near her foot:
"I-It's nice to meet you again, teacher Krabappel. H-Here's your slipper~ Did it fell from the balcony?". Bart tried his best to hide his embarrassment. She did take a sniff on his teacher's slipper, after all, and there were a good bunch of possibilities she did hear something from the stairwell.
"Yeah, thank you so much, Bart~ Indeed, I was taking a break, and during a moment of distraction, it just slipped off!~ Ah well, why don't you come in? Please, make yourself at home!"
OOO
When Edna invited Bart to make his way inside her lair, he didn't believe it would have looked like the most ideal place he would have dreamed of living in once he reached adulthood.
Edna's apartment was small and dark colored, the walls being painted with a dark shade of grey. The living room which was linked to the kitchen was reeking of various odors, from cigarettes smoke and food wastes. The couch was reddish-brown and consumed on both sides. There were a few old woodened furnishings near the television and the great window which lead to the balcony.
Clearly, from Bart's eyes, that poorly cleaned environment was something he wasn't expecting his teacher would have lived in, but deep inside of him… he kinda envied that place. After all, he was always reluctant to tide his room time and time again, even after his most recent 'transformation', and the thought of having such a [relatively] big space just for himself only was a dream of his. And his teacher had it just the way he liked it.
Edna closed the door and looked apprehensively at the young man, as she was feeling ashamed of showing him such a unhealthy and unrefined place like her's - clearly, a physical reflection of his inner self, she thought.
"And, here's my Bat-cave, Bart, eheh~ I'm sorry if maybe the place isn't that great for you, but it's the way it is…"
However, Bart turned back to her and exclaimed:
"Wow! Are you kidding? This place rocks, teacher!~ Ah, it feels and smells just the way I like it! You say it's not that great, but I'd like to have a home like this all for myself only!". Bart jumped on the consumed couch. It felt soft and comfy despite the clunky lower pillows:
"Ooh, even the couch rocks! I could play games all day on a couch like this!~"
Edna watched bewildered at her student as he exulted cheerfully for looking at her mess. Was he joking, or was he really sincere? Well, by looking at his face, it was clear he was wasn't goofing around just for the sake of it. After she cleared her throat, she said:
"Ehm, listen, Bart!"
Bart stopped moving and chuckling as Edna was talking to him. He thought she had to tell him about the purpose of their meeting, but then she said:
"W-Would you like something to drink before we start talking things over?". She was nervously looking, as she was still unsure how to begin discussing about the matter.
Bart nodded and said:
"Y-Yeah, sure. I'd like some fresh water, please! I've already had a soda back at Krusty's, so water would be enough! Thany you!~"
Edna nodded and smiled as she made her way to the fridge. Once she took the water bottle, she stopped for a moment. She was still thinking while her heart was beating up fast. She was clearly nervous and wasn't really good at hiding it:
[Uff, this feeling is so annoying! And I'm supposed to be the adult here! Come on, Edna! Hold your ground and be serious… yeah, really serious…]
As Edna sat on the couch and gave a glass of water to the young man, the woman overlapped her legs and tried to come up with a way to start discussing the matter.
However, Bart anticipated her beginning as he asked:
"So, tell me, teacher! What did you want to talk to me about?" He put the glass down on the small table and waited for the answer.
Edna was taken slightly aback by the initiative of the boy: he looked inclined to listen to her 'guidance', whatever that was. She wasn't sure whether that would have worked in the first place, but now, there was no turning back. She inhaled some air and said:
"Well then, Bart. I've called you here because I wanted to talk to you about the fact you said you 'liked me'. Am I right?". Edna was surprised herself by the composition of her voice tone. And she didn't even force it any way.
Bart gulped a little and grabbed his pants tightly. So that was the main reason she called him today:
"Could you please resume what you were going to tell me yesterday at the end of the break? I think you were going to tell me why you found me attractive, right? Come on, speak up. I'm curious~ Also, don't be afraid to tell me everything you feel inside. I'm here for you. Just you and me~". Edna wiggled her hair with a finger while she stretched one of her feet.
Bart was now feeling more nervous because of that specific question. Fortunately for him, he though he had all the time he needed to say whatever he wanted to the woman he liked. He then tried to remember what he was going to say, and then he said:
"Oh, w-well, yesterday I tried to explain to you that I like you because you're… you're such a nice looking woman. Your body is also very good looking and your smile make me happy every time I see it!... A-And I guess my body ended up being much more honest than my brain was… I-I still want to apologize whether that inconvenience shocked or upset you, b-but I couldn't control myself."
While Bart was talking, Edna was listening carefully at each word he was saying. The more she listened to him, the more relieved she felt: hearing such innocenty honest words filled her heart with renewed happiness and sense of purpose. And the fact he still apologized for having been seen stiffened right in front of her caught her by surprise, as she wasn't expecting Bart to take himself so seriously:
"Y-your attitude has something magnetic for me… Your kindness towards me is really appreciated, despite the fact I proposed such a stupid, unthinkable thing about practical sexual demonstration… a-and by the end of it, I-I accidentally touched your foot a-and my heart ran up like crazy. I couldn't hide my excitement anymore…"
Bart stopped his speech to watch Edna's face, and she was more than eager to listen to him. Her eyes were fixated on him as she released her crossed legs and slowly removed her slippers, revealing her bare feet. Bart took a quick glance at them before turning his sight away, hoping she didn't notice it. However, Edna was more than aware of that - she wasn't that naive, not one bit actually.
In order to tease the young man further, she cleared her throat while sliding her toes between each other:
"Aw, Bart! That's like a love confession!~ I really appreciate your genuine feelings for me. However, both as an adult and as your teacher, right at this point, I should be explaining to you why such feelings are wrong in every way possible, because you're younger than me and I'm too much mature for you, and stuff like that… ".
Bart gulped worryingly hearing those words. She was right, after all: he was way too young and deep down, he knew it wasn't right for him to blatantly confess his feelings so casually. Yet, she let him do it, without interrupting him once. It felt like it was too easy.
Meanwhile, Edna kept rubbing her long feet onto one another, as she resumed her speech:
"... However, as a woman… I can't just ignore your feelings towards me, regardless of any moral or social prohibition or limitations. So, I won't complain about your declaration, because… that would hurt you so badly and, in all honesty… it's been a long time since a real man talked to me and praised me like this. Despite my lacking manners, and despite my lack of fitness and style. Yet, you still managed to see some light inside of me, and not only I'm grateful towards you, but… ". Edna closed her eyes and breathed like in contemplation. Bart, who was looking bewildered at Edna's wholesome answer, was waiting for her answer, when she slowly lifted her legs and layed them along the couch near the boy's legs. Edna then opened her eyes and said: "... I feel the need to reward you for your emotional honesty the best way I can think right now. So, it is for this reason that, today, you'll be learning about practical sex… with me!". Edna's eyes looked stern and determined as she articulated her words so that they would be understood the first time she pronounced them as she wasn't sure she'd be able to say them once again with the same emphasis.
Bart's mouth was gaping opened and her eyes widened in shock of disbelief. What Edna just said to him was the last thing he thought it might have happened to him that day. He thought about it, sure - the last night was the perfect example - he dreamed about it, he even jerked himself about it, and at last, it was happening for real. The young Simpsons was left speechless and too dumbstruck to properly formulate any coherent word. Edna saw the young man's astounded face and giggled embarrassed, putting a hand on her mouth:
"Hihih!~ I know, I know. It's shocking, really. But, you've been such a nice boy during this last month that I thought, someone of your caliber would have been worth of a proper reward… Well, don't you have anything to say, young man?~". Edna tapped one of her long feet on Bart's legs. The teen gasped snapping out of his trance and glared at the bare feet touching his legs. His heart beat up faster than ever before, as he could hardly contain his excitement. His mouth slowly shaped into a radiant smile and his eyes almost filled with tears, but ultimately restrained himself:
"I… I… Oooooh!~ A-are you for real, teacher?! Are you really going to… m-make it… with me?". Even though Edna did tell him clearly what she had in mind, Bart repeated it once again, just to make sure he wasn't dreaming or he didn't die because of happiness.
Edna tapped her feet on Bart's legs, which quivered in shock, as she giggled again:
"Yes, silly! I told you. I'm ready to instruct you on how to do it. I will be available for you to do whatever you - or me - have in mind, up until 18pm. But, while I explain to you my intention… would you like to start with a nice warm up, like-". Edna lifted her feet and layed them down onto Bart's small lap."-a foot massage? You see, as you probably imagined from today, I refused to wear shoes once again and my feet are killing me… Seeing as you seem to like them so much, would you like to take care of them while I finish exposing the 'program'?"
Bart gasped in shock once he felt the weight of those magnificent looking, warm feet pressing on his legs. Their cute, round toes wiggled together and he could feel his own member hardening already because of the musky sweaty smell they emanated.
[No! NO! It can't be real. It's too perfect to be real! There has to be an explanation… But, you know what?! Screw explanations! This is a dream coming to reality! Not even in cartoons these things happen😉]
Bart cackled softly while he slowly approached the woman's big feet with his smaller hands. He said:
"Y-Yes… Yes, yes, teacher! Please!". Bart grabbed both feet, feeling their thick yet smooth skin under his fingers. "Please, instruct me! I promise I'll do my best to satisfy you!~". Bart's face couldn't contain his pure satisfaction and happiness.
Edna giggled cheerfully and said:
"Ohohoh, you're such a nice boy, Bart!~ So, here's how things are going to be…"
OOO
"Mmmh, yes, Bart! Your touch is quite nice and firm! Nmmgh~ T-that's the spot, thanks~!" Edna stiffened her shoulder for the marvelous feeling Bart's massage transmitted to her.
"Why, thanks to you, teacher Krabappel for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!~" said the young Simpsons, while he was applying fingers pressure onto Edna's neck side of the feet while his thumbs pressed the middle section of the sole. "I will never forget such wonderful experience, and also - most importantly - I'll promise I won't share the secret!"
A few minutes before, when Edna granted the young Simpsons permission to touch and take care of her sore, tired feet, she provided a bit of explanation for what and how they were gonna practice mating together. First off, because of the fact Edna did aknowledge how much well Bart knew about the sex matter all together, she thought she'd skip all the introduction phase where she explained all the basic implications or what a 'fetish' meant, and stuff like that. The boy clearly did his own research, so fortunately for both of them, they didn't had to waste too much time with expositions after expositions.
Secondly, Edna made Bart promise they'd 'practice together' only this time around, and then no more. While Bart was more than ready to object and complain, before he could utter a single word, he actually stopped and thought about it, and it became clearer to him. He already was lucky beyond belief for the fact that his teacher granted him permission to learn secrets about carnal interaction together with her, and he was also lucky enough because of the fact, apparently, she was the one who proposed the whole thing in the first place. Which means, she knows that one single meeting would be enough for the young man, mainly because of this fact indeed. Bart was still a teen in development and becoming sentimentally attached to a mature woman like her would have been detrimental for him in the long run. Bart himself understood that, should they decided to meet many more times than that, he'd want it way too much, to the point where he would have become dependent on it. Also, sooner or later, they'd be discovered in a way or another for having left hints back on their tracks.
So, also in order not to cause each other's life to fall in ruins and scandals, Bart accepted Edna's terms: really, he didn't have anything to complain about. He was still going to have what Edna promised him, and they barely even started…
Edna smiled at the eager, yet surprisingly manually practical young man. As the massage kept going, Edna's eyes almost shut down because of how much relaxed she felt. All the sore sections of her feet were being touched so firmly yet so gently she would have fall asleep from at any one moment. But, she decided to grit her teeth and stay awoke for a while. This was probably going to be the most exciting event in her life since so many monotonous years, and she was going to make most of it regardless of how tired she was!
Edna, while hissing deeply for the pleasure of said foot massage, looked at Bart's happy and eager face. It was very close to her toes while he was stretching them with his small yet expert fingers, as his nose was trying to catch as much of their smell as possible. The young Simpson clearly wanted more of those feet: the massage was just a good warm up, but now, he wanted the rest of it.
Edna decided to further tease her young foot lover by picking up one of her slippers and giving it to the Simpson boy. Bart gasped looking at the gesture and Edna asked:
"So, you really like sniffing feet, don't you?"
Bart blushed a little while still holding Edna's warm smelly feet in his hands. He gulped and said:
"Y-Yes, teacher Krabappel. There's something in their smell that actually tips me off… eheh, I know, it's disgusting to think about it, but that's what I like~" Bart tilted his head on one side and smiled. Edna's own heart skipper and a few beats because how adorable that face looked to her. She then said to him:
"Well, before we proceed, I though you may have liked to have another sniff at my slipper, if it makes you happy~". Edna smiled in returning, although her words caught Bart off guard because of their nature. The boy was lifting his eyebrows like to say: "What are you talking about? What does it mean 'another'?", but the more Bart pretended to act as ignorantly as possible, the more unimpressed Edna looked back at him:
"Oh, come on, Bart~ You expect me not to believe you did take a few sniffs on the slipper which fell from my balcony? Granted, that was an accident, but still, you may put some more effort into your 'ignorant face' expression"
Bart was blushing more profusely. Deep down, he knew he would have been discovered, but Edna didn't seem angry or disappointed, as she immediately chuckled a little afterwards:
"Hihih, I'm just making fun of you, silly boy!~ And besides, it feels kinda heartily that somebody appreciates my body odor like this~ Here, have my slipper and use it however you want!"
Edna gave the slipper to the grumpy faced boy, who completed fell for that bluff. He chuckled though, seeing as his teacher was anything but angry or disappointed.
"E-Ehehe, sorry for being so sneaky, teacher! But, speaking of you-", Bart inhaled deeply on the consumed slipper, refilling his nostrils with the captivating fresh sweaty odor. "-As I said before, you still look hot despite your age!~ Not many women could boast quite a nice look like yours at the same time of their lives. For example…"
And then, Bart started talking about his mother's sisters, his aunts, while he kept massaging Edna's thick foot skin, his touch becoming more firm and fluid as he practiced on them. He briefly explained to Edna how awful his aunts looked at their current age, and they were at least a couple of years young than Edna. The woman chuckled out loud, blushing a little for all the flattery her young student gave to her.
"Oh, Bart!~ Eheh, you do know how to talk to a woman~ That's a good lesson for you: always remember to praise your partner no matter the situation or their current state. Even though time doesn't spare anyone, it doesn't mean the appreciation has to lower as well, got it?~". She squinted her eyes while still enjoying the firm touch of her partner's hands.
Bart put the slipper aside for the time being and looked at Edna's feet with increasing tension. He then attempted to lay a kiss on their toes, when Edna shouted: "Wait, Bart!". The young man halted his attempt and a cold shiver ran down his spine. Was he doing something wrong to her?
"W-What is it, teacher? Is something wrong?"
Edna's seriously eyes mellowed a few seconds later and said:
"Oh no, there's nothing wrong with what you're trying to do. Go on, have a taste of my smelly feet!~ But, keep in mind two things before proceeding. One: just for today, you can call me Edna. But, once this is all over, you'll address me as usual". Bart nodded without uttering a word. "And two: onde you start placing your tongue on my feet, there's no turning back from then. Is that clear, my young intrepid man?~" Edna's sensual and tempting tone caused Bart to gasp in shock. If Edna's words were to be taken literally, then things were about to happen no matter what. He then said:
"... All right, teacher-I mean… Edna. I just want to thank you once again for this gift!"
Having said that, Bart held Edna's toes and brought them close to his mouth. He opened his mouth and slowly extended his tongue, touching Edna's right big toe.
A warm salty taste invaded his tongue, as Bart moved it around the toe several times, sniffing the foul odor more intensely. Edna then moaned in pleasure for the gentle gesture, causing her legs to quiver because of shivers.
"Mmh!~ D-don't hesitate, darling!~ Take your time to lick them properly…". She put a hand on her breast, slowly massaging it while she panted with more emphasis.
"*slurp!* O-Ok, teac-ehm, Edna! I'll do my best!~". Bart remembered the videos he watched at home about foot licking, so he knew exactly what was best to do. He decided to change his sitting position, as he moved himself right in front of Edna's legs instead of having them on his left. Now, he was laying his back on the armrest of the couch, while Edna's feet rested right onto his belly, being mere inches away from his face. Since he now had a proper sight and position of Edna's feet, he could resume his lick job properly:
"Ooh, Bart!~ I'm impressed of your initiative! That's a really good spot~", said Edna while she was slowly taking her red jacket off, revealing her yellow sleeves-less top. Bart gulped as he witnessed her uncovered shoulders and his eyes layed on her round breasts. He noticed her nipples were so pointy the fabric of the top didn't hide them at all. Edna tossed her jacket on the floor and sighed in satisfaction:
"Ah, now it's much better - don't you think, Bart?~" Her seductive tone caused Bart's own buldge to quiver in response.
Speaking of which, Bart's own member had been enlarging during the last couple of minutes. Now, his buldge was more than noticeable, especially considering the fact that it was visible right between Edna's plump calfs. Now that Edna could properly witness it right in person, her surprised face was more than justified. Her eyes were fixated on the swollen shape as it quivered between her legs. She was panting heavenly as her heart accelerated its beat. At the same time, Bart could have a full direct sight of Edna's feet. They were long and still really smooth - sign of regular care. She probably used some cream or oil due to them slightly shimmering, and they had a few calluses under the big toe and on the heels.
The boy didn't hesitate one instance and immediately lunged his face onto the feet in order to get a proper dose of both their taste and smell. Their smooth and thick skin enveloped his face, as his nose inhaled more of the foul air:
"Mmmh, aaaaah!~ It smells so bad, yet it's the best, Edna!~ I can't get enough of your feet!~". Bart proceeded by kissing them repeatedly and then making his tongue crawling on them from left to right.
Edna, meanwhile, was bewilderingly watching her eager student literally feasting on her stinky soles, as she felt his lips smacking the flesh while his tongue was cleaning her sweat. She felt a series of shivers running down her shoulders, causing her to moan in pleasure as she placed a hand between her trembling legs:
"Oooh, Bart!~ I had no idea you'd be suck a stinker!~ You know my feet are so dirty, yet you still love them this much?!"
Bart inhaled some fresh air while his hands jokingly massaged the toes:
"Aaah, of course, you splendid woman! Who wouldn't want to praise your feet day and night?!~". Bart resumed his feasting, making sure his lips caught as much flesh as they could muster. The mixture of both the feet's smell and the boy's saliva was causing Bart to moan loudly, as his own hips twitched inadvertently.
"Bart! You're too much nice for my own good!~ But, please, keep going! Have fun with my stinky feet as much as you want!~ It makes me so happy!"
Bart serious wanted to play with her feet all day, but he knew they had a limited time before his mother came back to take him. He looked at his own constricted penis as it twitched between Edna's plump calfs, and attempted to lift his hips, like to rub it right between her legs. Edna noticed the pelvic movement and giggled:
"Oohoh~ It seems you look eager to move your little friend down there! Are you still sure you want to play with my feet once again? You know, we still have many other plans ahead~". Edna was having fun talking that dirty to her favorite student. She was now so deeply endeared in the whole thing she didn't care about composure or manners. The moment she decided to concede her body to the young man was the one where she stopped worrying about anything.
Bart then gave a deep kiss on each feet, and she said to Edna:
"Mmmh, that's ok for me, Edna. Your sexy feet were surely a lot of fun, but I'd like to learn more from you… If you don't mind~". Bart then moved her feet aside and crawled on his knees along Edna's body, starting from her legs and then moving onto her upper body. Edna was taken aback by his unexpectedly spontaneous movement, as she felt the weight of his lean body pressing onto her belly, and then near her breasts. Bart, though, decided not to touch them just yet: he was looking for something else.
"Oh, Bart!~ What are you doing up here?!~" Edna over-dramatized her reaction, causing Bart to smirk menacingly at her:
"Mmh, nothing particularly, my dear teacher. I was looking for a pair of lips to kiss… mind if I take, yours?~" Bart's eyes locked onto Edna's own. She blinked a few times and said in return:
"Of course you can, my young gentleboy!~". Bart then caught Edna's cheeks and neared his lips closer to her own, causing their respective mouths to stick on one another for a brief moment.
In fact, Bart immediately pulled back, seemingly looking shocked on his face. He thought he was ready for his first ever kiss, but a strange inner reaction was holding him back from going all out with the kiss. Edna noticed Bart's uncertainty, as his eyes were looking down, where her cleavage was visible. It was like he didn't want to look directly at her - like, he was afraid. Edna aknowledged his inexperienced's fear - everybody, herself included, went through such phase where the first kiss caused the body not to respond properly, causing the person to feel panicked and nervous.
Bart's breath was heavy and fast, and his fingers trembled once still touching Edna's warm skin. The woman smiled and placed her own hand on the back of his neck:
"Hey, what's the matter, Bart?"
Bart gulped and tried his best to look her directly without looking like a disrespectful fool, and said:
"I-I don't know, E-Edna… do-don't get me wrong! I-I was going to kiss you, a-and your lips tasted nice, b-but… I-I feel… I feel-"
"-Scared?" Edna intercepted his phrase, causing Bart to gulp loudly. His hands still didn't let her cheeks going: he felt too afraid to move:
"... Y-Yes, Edna… Sorry, b-but I promise I will make you happy. I will… ah-"
"Sssh!~" Edna placed a finger on his mouth. "You don't have have to worry, Bart. It's perfectly natural for you to be this afraid. You weren't expecting it for your first kiss, didn't you?"
Bart looked down and shook his head in negation. Edna smiled:
"Well, that's how true mating works, unlike porno. There, everything is pre-meritated and planned, kisses included. Sure, they are mostly interesting to get an idea of what to do during sex, but as a whole, once making it in person, the most important thing is to relax and let all the frustration go down… But, that's what I'm here for, Bart. Here, let me guide you… Let's start from the beginning, shall we? You take your lips and then-~". Edna brought Bart's mouth close to her's, as they kissed once again. The young man's eyes widened in shock, as he felt the both the warmth coming from the mature woman's mouth and her body odor - still a mixture of sweat and whiskey essence. Their lips remained attached for several seconds, with Edna emitting soft moans for each movement she made. Bart's eyes relaxed while his hands still grabbed her soft cheeks. The boy followed in toe with his own mouth maneuvers, moving his own lips the way he found more fitting.
After a couple of seconds, he even decided to apply his tongue into the mix, causing Edna to muffle a gasp once she felt his small tongue catching her own. But, she quickly composed herself and followed him in toe as well, applying circular motions with her tongue, catching the boy off guard with her own unique technique. The two exchanged kisses after kisses for several minutes, caressing their respective hair - Bart, in particular, having fun touching Edna's own raw ones. I felt like all his initial worries just faded away.
Edna then pulled him away for a moment, panting heavenly to regain some air:
"Ahhh!~ So, how was it, Bart?"
The boy was still regaining some air when he said:
"It was… amazing, Edna! Y-your lips are so warm and soft, and it's like I'm not afraid anymore - a-and it was all because of you!~"
Edna chuckled as she caressed his back head:
"Mmhmh, I have to admit, Bart. Your technique is not quite bad, actually. But - oh!~ Would you look at that? Is your little excited friend trying to take advantage of my boobs?~" Edna jokingly pointed her finger downward, and just like she said, Bart's swollen buldge was placed right on her cleavage. Bart gasped and, in a panicked state, he lifted himself up and stood up on the sofa while making sure not to step on Edna's body. He was blushing profusely and his lips trembled once again:
"Aaah! I-I'm sorry, Edna! It-It wasn't my intention! I-I… uuuh~"
The woman let a mocking giggle while she placed her hands onto Bart's shirt. The boy gasped once again as she was trying to take off his shirt. Bart let her do so, and his naked chest was exposed. From Edna's perspective, it wasn't anything exceptional to look at it. It was mostly lean with a few body fat on his belly. Edna sighed as she then gently pushed the boy down, making him rest on the armrest he previously was once worshipping her feet. The boy didn't say anything, and in the meantime, Edna kneeled on the sofa and sensually removed her yellow top, revealing her own uncovered chest. The body was left speechless once he stared at the two massive round breasts she possessed: two still soft and curvaceous spheres having their nipples pointy. Edna moaned in satisfaction while making her hands cowling across her upper body, fondling her own breasts and touching her belly with her pointy finger:
[Damn, Edna!~ You act like a slut right in front of a 14-year old! You're truly a naughty woman!~] Edna thought to herself while her own personal show terminated once she placed her arms on the couch, staring Bart right into his eyes. Her larger body was looming over the shivering smaller one, her round breasts wiggling left and right with each of her movement.
"So, little man… do you like what you're seeing?"
Bart was left speechless for all the goodness his eyes were staring at. All the fleshy curves looked extremely tempting and the curvaceous boobs felt like they spoke: "Come here right now and eat us, you moron!". Everything Bart managed to say was:
"Y-You look… amazing, teacher… You-You're even sexier than what I dreamed tonight…!". At that point, Bart hoped he never said those words. They sounded so inappropriate in his own mind, and who knows what Edna was thinking about?!
But, Edna simply blank stares at him and asked, while she lowered her larger body closer to his one:
"What? Did you say you dreamed me tonight?~". Her lips touched Bart's cheeks, gently landing kisses after kisses on them. Bart was sweating in fear and ecstacy because of the warmth his naked chest felt once her massive boobs touched it. Their warm flesh touched one another, and caused Bart to gasp:
"Y-Yes, I thought about you all night, Edna… Y-your words made me wonder w-whether you liked me in return-oooh!~" Bart moaned out loud once Edna reached his chest. Her lips were catching his small nipples, sucking their flesh in one bite. She licked them several times before she said:
"Oh, how cute from you, Bart!~ But, you know what?...". She said so while she finally reached Bart's swollen blue shorts. "I thought about you myself tonight!~". Having said that, she swiftly took the shorts off, panties included, causing Bart's own erect penis to be fully exposed…
OOO
It'd be hard for Bart to describe the feelings he had once his own sacred carnal treasure had been unveiled by what he deemed as the most beautiful lady he's ever known - well, aside from his mother, of course. Now being completely naked (save for his shoes) Bart was left petrified for having his lean body exposed right in front of Edna. The woman blushed herself this time around once she looked at the young man's penis. To her surprise, it looked bigger than what she expected: a good 7" in length, with its tip already leaking some drops of precum. Its small veins covered its skin as the member quivered in ecstacy. Edna put a hand on her mouth, trying to suffocate her own excitement caused by the sight of it. It's been a long time since she saw a real penis, and now that she saw one, she couldn't utter proper words, other than:
"Oh my, Bart!~ It looks so… so, big!~ H-How is it?!"
Bart was surprised by Edna's bewildered expression. Was his own member that impressive for her? Still, that feeling made him way happier than what he initially hoped for:
"Ehe, yeah, t-this is my p-penis, teacher, ahah~" He laughed nervously, not sure of what was going to happen next. He wondered what Edna would have done right then and there, but then, the woman cleared her throat and said:
"W-Well, I'm honestly impressed by your tool, Simpson~"
"R-Really?!" Bart asked eagerly.
"S-Sure! It'd be at least 7" in total!... But, now". Edna's eyes relaxed for a moment as her upper body lower down closer to it. "... Do you know what happens now?"
Bart was unsure of what to say. It was true she said they would have done 'everything' together, but could she have gone that far, even with him?
So, in order not to shock his teacher too much, he opted for the least offensive option:
"I-I guess you'd… t-touch it for me with your h-hand?... ~".
Edna's eyes widened, but then she smiled enthusiastically and clapped her hands:
"Ohohoh!~ That'd be a lovely idea to begin with! Sure, why not?". Edna then rubbed her hands and then neared it to the quivering penis. Bart took a deep breath before their respective skins touched one another and, finally, Edna caught Bart's penis in her hand.
The feeling of receiving a handjob from another person - a quiet fascinating and lovable mature woman, mind you - meant more than simply a dream coming to reality. From Bart's point of view, it felt like his life was fulfilled, and nothing else would have ever satisfied him more than that. While he was busy reflecting about what he would have done afterwards, Edna was busy handling the hardened young penis. To her shock, its stiffness was noticeable and quite squishy because of the precum. It also felt just long well enough to be properly handled, as her hand waved up and down with delicate movements:
"Oh wow, Bart!~ I need to admit, you're quite gifted with your stuff here~ It looks so solid and tasty as well~"
Once Bart heard that "tasty", his eyes widened waitingly. Could it be she will…
"Aaahhh!~ Y-your touch is so good, Edna!~ It feels completely different from videos! Because it-it's real!~" Bart quivered his legs as Edna placed both her hands on the hardened penis, using one of them to fondle the tip while she stroke the skin using only her thumb and index like a constricting ring:
"Aha, of course it's real, my dear boy!~ Although I wonder, how much can you resist before cumming?" Edna pumped her hands more vicariously. Bart hissed as he gritted his teeth. He felt his member becoming more sensitive by the second, as Edna kept stroking it with precise movements. And then, she stopped all of a sudden, leaving the young man a little bewildered. She looked at her hands and sniffed them: their stickiness had a peculiar masculine smell which she inhaled deeply. Her eyed turned upward because of its goodness, and she licked her lips:
"Mmmnh, it's such a pleasure to satisfy a nice boy like you… But now, I'm going to give you something even better!~". Edna slowly lowered her head, as she neared her lips close to Bart's sensitive penis.
The young man could only utter a weak: "What? Really-", before Edna swallowed the whole penis in her mouth in one bite.
A warm and slimy feeling caused Bart to jolt his whole body in heavenly ecstasy, as his mouth opened wide and his tongue hanged out
Edna, on the other hand, was slowly bobbing her head up and down, wanting to get a serious taste of that young, vigorous penis. She tested its hardness once enveloping it with her tongue, while also giving it a few affectionate kisses on the tip ever now and then:
"Oooooh, I-I can't believe you're actually giving me this, E-Edna! Y-your mouth is so warm a-and your lips so firm!~", Bart exclaimed once taking a look at Edna's horny face. Her semi-closed eyes spoke more than what a thousand words meant. She too was loving the experience. Never she believed that sucking a penis after such a long time would have filled her chest with such a burning fire of desire:
"Mmmhn, your meat is so tasty and hard!~ You're clearly a gifted one, Bart!~ I can see you'll satisfy uncountable women in the future. That's for sure!". She licked the still hardened penis with such passion even she couldn't be sure she recognized herself for what she was doing. Since when she became such a slut for enjoying teens's members?!
[Meh, right at this point, I don't even know whether I'm doing all of this for him or for me… But, what's done is done. Regardless, this kid surely has plenty of stamina! We're keeping it up for at least an half hour, and he's still hard!.. Maybe I'll speed up the process a little more! Let's see how he reacts to this!~]
Edna then used one of her wet fingers to rub Bart's small anus. The boy wasn't expecting that, at all, and so he gasped:
"Ah!~ W-What do you want to do, Edna?!~". The woman giggled a little and said:
"Hihih!~ Something good, that's for sure!". Then, she proceeded to slowly push her middle finger right into Bart's virgin butthole, as its shape was still untouched and unstretched. The boy moaned a sigh of pain, as the finger dug deeper into it, and Edna pushed even further.
"Mhmh, I guess you never practiced anal play, didn't you?~" Edna asked, while her finger slowly moved back and forth. The inner skin of the butthole was still overall dry, and so every thrust felt painful, yet enjoyable for the young man. At the same time, Edna kept licking and kissing the penis: the combination of both impulses shook Bart's body from top to bottom, causing his hips to thrust forward as a sudden instinct: by doing so, his hips pushed his penis further into Edna's throat, causing her to gag a little. The boy tried to apologize for his inadvertent gesture, But Edna waved her hand, like to say:
"It's nothing, darling!~ I'm over-stimulating you with both a blowjob and an anal fingering, so yours is a more than justified reaction!"
Bart chuckled, but he immediately shouted in pain, as he felt a sharp sensation on his tip. He was getting close:
"Aagh! E-Edna, I think I'm close to-to c-cum! Ooooh, your mouth work is just so good I won't last any longer!~". Bart gritted his teeth, as his warm penis kept twitching inside Edna's mouth in ecstacy. The woman too acknowledged his body scent changing in the following seconds. He felt his built-up excitement was about to explode. As for her, she chose not to move aside. Her mouth still stayed onto his penis, as she muffled a confirming signal. Her bobbing increased its speed, and her moaning noises became faster and louder:
"Ggggh! H-Here it is, b-but Edna!~ Eh-shouldn't you move aside, o-or else I-oooooohohhhOAAAAAAAAHHGHH!" Bart screamed in a mixture of pain and pure pleasure. His over-sensitive member discharged its build-up right inside Edna's mouth, as she proceeded to drink every drop of that semen. The shootings kept on going for a further amount of times before stopping completely.
Edna muffled an extended moan of satisfaction and she finally released the discharged penis, which was slowly softening. Edna caughed a little, as she wiped her lips from liquid traces. She squinted her eyes and sighed deeply:
"Aaaaah, that was truly a real fun to do. Isn't it, Bart?... Uh?!"
Edna re-opened her eyes and watched the young man's naked body. It was completely relaxed, his mouth was smiling and his eyes were closed. The woman couldn't believe what just happened:
[Wait… did he just, fell asleep?! W-well, not that I expected a teen to still have so much energies after what we did, but still… uh, oh well. At least, it is all over, for now…]. Edna readjusted her messy hair while in the background, Bart's snores became louder. His mouth was semi-opened. Edna looked for a moment at that face and her heart melted just a little:
"Aw, he looks so cute while he's sleeping~ He's still so young, however… mmmh, maybe he needs better than me. It's a good thing we stopped right now. I'm not sure how I'd have dealt with the real deal~ Uuuh, it's better not to joke about it. Or else… both of us would be screwed for life… "
Edna was indeed correct. Even though she promised the young Simpsons to do whatever he wanted to do with her, deep inside of her, Edna herself wished to keep things as short as possible. She was convinced that, what she did with him was more than enough as a taste of what adulthood waited for him in the future. She decided she would need to speak to him once again when he wakes up.
She then looked at the clock: it was still 16:45pm. They barely even used half of the time they had to play together. So, they'd have all the time necessary to wash themselves and then discuss about their future 'relationship' from then on.
"Uh, I sincerely hope he doesn't complain about it later…"
Edna was still wearing her tight stretchy blue pants when she sat up from the couch. She noticed that, right between her legs, the fabric was deeply wet. She lowered them and saw her panties being soaked with orgasm fluids. She chuckled to herself:
"Ah, I really did fall low this time around… Wetting myself from deepthroating a teenager… But, enough with the rumblings. It's time for a shower now…"
After having taken her pants off, she took Bart's shoes off as well and carried him in her arms, as she went for the bathroom…
OOO
After the shower, both Bart and Edna felt rejuvenated beyond relief. The young Simpson tried to apologize to Edna for falling asleep in front of her, but the teacher was anything but disappointed or unhappy. When they both put their clothes on and opened the windows to change the reeking air of the living room, they decided to spend the remaining couple of hours talking with each other about their future.
After Bart thanked Edna for the umpteenth time for having given him the best gift imaginable, Edna blushed for the flattering, but then her face turned more serious. She needed to further explain to Bart how things are supposed to work between them.
She explained to him that, it was only for their reciprocal good that they did stop their mating at that point. They already exchanged carnal affection more than what would have been allowed for the occasion. The young Simpsons followed Edna's reasoning, but deep down, he wished he could have managed to get a taste of Edna's own vagina. But, at the same time, he did confess something to Edna while she allowed him to state his own point of view, or doubts. And doubts Bart did have, as he explained:
"Well, in all honesty, teacher - ah, how can I tell you?"
"With your own words, Bart~". She smiled softly at him, while pouring some coffee she just made for them.
"W-well, the point is… I wasn't sure whether I would have been ready for the… Y-You know?". He mimicked an unequivocal gesture with his fingers, and Edna almost had a stroke because of the hot coffee. "Yes, I have to admit, I really wished we could do at least some of it, but… I didn't have any condom, s-so what if I did a disaster? And… well, I'm sure you know the rest of the story…". Bart was visibly upset - but not unsatisfied - and Edna appreciated his unexpected sense of self-conscious and responsibility. She almost couldn't believe that boy was the same one she knew for his sneaking, tricky and easy-way manners. She did realize how much he grew up in recent times, and was more than happy he didn't complain that much.
"You see, Bart? The point is, at its core, what we just did is already considered a crime, and as a teacher, I should deem it unforgivable and inexcusable. However, today, I've been a woman - a needy woman who wanted to feel alive and loved after so much time… " Edna paused for a moment to regain some air, but Bart jumped in and exclaimed:
"Oh, what? That's not true, Edna! There are plenty of men who'd love to know you! It's not that bad, and like I said to you, you're still quite nice looking-"
"Ehm ehm, sorry Bart-". Edna interrupted abruptly. "-but, despite how much you like and appreciate me as a person, it still doesn't change the fact I still used you for a personal need… I felt alone and unsatisfied - which is really not uncommon for me - and, in an act of weakness, I fell for your avances. Instead, maybe I should have settled things right from the start instead of building all this spectacle, also without your mother's aknowledgment… "
Edna lowered her eyes. Right a few minutes back, she felt at the top of the world because of the excitement, but now she felt like she was thrown down from the Everest.
Bart, on the other hand, didn't immediately understand Edna's self-blaming behavior, but as soon as he recollected the informations, he began to accept her thoughts. So, apparently, it was all because of Edna's influence that Bart ended up in such situation. He thought that he deeply fell in love with the woman, but unbeknownst to him, she did refuse to hold a stop to all of this. From Bart's own perspective, it didn't make that much sense, considering his lack of experience - this was the very first mating experience in his entire life - but, at the end of the day, he realized that, he didn't feel that better. Instead, he felt a void inside himself. But, not like a lack of sex appetite, but a lack of reciprocal love. At the end of the day, they just made sex, but without love. They did just that without any clear and sincere sentiment, because they felt like it. They were both horny and eager, and they succumbed to their natural instincts.
"Dang, teacher. This whole situation really feels like the post credits of a porn"
"B-Bart?" Edna looked confused.
"I-I mean, I felt great before, but now, I feel like a void… It's actually quite frightening this kind of feeling…"
"... Mmmh, yeah, I guess it's just like that. And that's a good reason for why we shouldn't do this ever again. Do you understand why, Bart?" Edna came closer to Bart, nearing his legs to his own. Bart sipped his now cold own coffee, and said:
"Yes, sure I do… Maybe I'll need to find a girl of my age. Thinking and dreaming about you will lead me nowhere, apparently…"
Edna shook her head and said:
"It's not that simple, Bart. I don't dislike the fact you like me. I appreciate that, really. But, because of the fact we are so much different from one another, it would never work for real - and for a multitude of reasons, both legally and morally… But, I promise myself I will find a good partner for me in the future as well. You won't need to worry about me anymore!". Edna jumped up from the couch and spread her arms.
"Yes, that's right! I bet I can find a good partner for me - man, woman, whatever that is… I will be happy once again, but for myself… That's a promise!"
Bart glanced at his wonderful looking teacher. She looked like a new light was brightening her body. Sure, he still liked her very much, but that's just a frivolous momentarily burn. Sooner or later, he would have forget about it, especially as soon as he found a good partner for him. Also, he promised himself he would have saved real safe sex with a truly important person. It won't be Edna Krabappel, not at all. Just… Someone else.
Bart smiled and clapped his hands at Edna:
"Ah! You got it, ma'am!". He winked at her.
She blushed a little:
"Ah, Bart. You're such a nice boy… Mmmh… " Edna looked at the clock. It was still 5:30pm and still had an hour and half before Marge arrived. She didn't know what they could do in the meantime. Making it was completely out of option as both established, so what they could do?... After a while, though, Edna snapped her fingers and called for Bart:
"Hey, listen here, Bart!"
The boy looked at the teacher and asked:
"Y-Yeah? What is it, Edna-ahm, I mean - teacher?" [I think that's enough with the pleasantries…]
Edna looked left and right and glared at the boy, a naughty glare fixating him:
"I think I have an idea. Even though we promised one another not to talk or mention about sex anymore… go to the kitchen and look for something to eat for a snack. I have a proposal for you~…"
OOO
In a video, a man pulled out his 11" shaft in one motion:
"Pfth, ahahaha, how does he do that?!" Edna, while chewing a bunch of pop corns, was laughing profusely at the images she was looking at. "You see, Bart? That scene was modified so that the screams of pain couldn't be heard!"
"Aha, I bet it! I wouldn't have done it!". Bart answered in kind while watching the video.
Bart and Edna decided to spend the last hour by watching porn videos together, while eating popcorn and making comments and observations about all the most absurd scenes. Ironically, that was supposed to be the actual purpose of their meeting that day, and they still did respect such intentions despite all of the machinations they both had planned.
Edna regained some air and said to Bart:
"Well, at least promise me you won't do what you just saw with your girl, ok?"
"I don't like making promises, teacher". Bart scratched his belly. "But, I can assure I will sincerely love that girl. Also, as a last note, despite what we just said, I still want to thank you for your availability. Even though what we did was wrong, I will never forget it…"
Edna sighed with a sumber noise, but she nodded while smiling. Deep down, she knew she couldn't completely forget about it, despite the fact they did something clearly wrong.
"And I thank you in return, Bart, for having made me feel more proud of you. Now I'm assured you'll become quite some good man, one day!"
Edna then decided to grant the boy one last gift: a kiss on his cheek. The boy rubbed his face with a smile, and looked downward. It felt like… his heart wasn't beating up quickly like before. Could that mean he was ready not to think about his teacher anymore?
*DRIIIIN!*
"Oh,it has to be your mother, Bart! Come on, go down the stairs. I'll tell her you're coming down!"
"Ok, right away, teacher!" Bart put his shoes on and grabbed his bagpack. He opened the entrance door and shouted:
"Fine, thanks again for everything, teacher Krabappel! Have a nice Sunday and see you on Monday!~"
"See you on Monday, Bart! Take care of yourself!~"
They greeted each other with a hand wave and Bart closed the door.
Edna, after having called Marge about her son coming her way, closed the balcony's windowed door and sank into her consumed couch.
The video was still going on. Now the scene was showing the partners making it out like wild animals. Edna started distractingly on the images and thought:
[Ah! To think we could have ended up like that?!]. She then noticed her own panties were still wet and her own nipples were starting to get erect once again. It seems like the video was taking effect on her. So, because of the fact she didn't anything else better to do, she lowered her pants and played with her wet organ for the next hour. She didn't care about dinner neither. She was too much busy relieving her frustration.
However, about what she was frustrated for real?
It's hard to tell. But, for what we're concerned, only time will tell it…
The End
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