Incest/Taboo A Parent-Teacher Collaboration

Still watching her, I came around and opened the door for Michelle, offering her a hand out of the car. Standing on the sidewalk, she put her arms around my neck and kissed me, unmindful about her exposed breast. When we finally untangled our tongues, she silently took my hand and led me up the walkway to her house. Kelsey had already gone ahead and up the steps to the concrete and stone porch and had unlocked their door and went in.

Michelle gave me a quick tour of the downstairs...kitchen, bathroom, utility room, dining room and a surprisingly large living room and by the time we'd settled on the couch, Kelsey reappeared, carrying two more beers and a coke, handing off the beers to us as we settled on a large, overstuffed couch while she slipped into a large Lazy-Boy chair and kicked it back, her breasts again hinting at the possibility of falling out as she inclined backwards and grabbed a remote on a small table beside her.

Michelle kicked off her boots and curled up beside me, keeping the old concert shirt on, unashamed in the least of having a breast hanging out in the well lit room, brushing against my arm. She wrapped one arm through mine while the other rested again on my lap, slowly and visibly and slowly rubbing my erect cock in front of her daughter. That was both disconcerting and strangely exciting at the same time. Kelsey would glance over at us, smile at the spectacle of her mother cuddling intimately with her English teacher and then return her attention to the television.

We all barely spoke for the next hour as we watched reruns of a popular comedy – as well known for being sexually crude as it was for being funny – Kelsey giggling at the sexual innuendos while Michelle and I divided our time between watching and kissing. By the time it was over, Michelle had somehow gone from being curled up on my right side to sitting in my lap, her blue jean covered ass feeling sweet on my erection which once in a while she would wiggle around on.

I lost track of what I was doing sometimes during our making out – my hand wandering up to Michelle's bare tit as our tongues dueled while we kissed, cupping her heavy breast. Then Kelsey would giggle at something on the television or maybe at the spectacle that her mother and I were being and I would let my hand drop away. I would glance over at my teenage student guiltily and sometimes she met my gaze with a smile or a faintly interested expression and other times she was focused on the television, laughing or taking a sip of her soda.

Finally, she sat up in her recliner and clicked the television off with her remote. "I'm going to bed," she announced. She marched up to us, Michelle sitting comfortably on my lap and said, "I'm glad you two are hitting it off. You are my two most favorite people in the world!" Kelsey leaned down and kissed her mother on the lips, the two of them making their lips smack loudly as they did so. The young woman started to straighten up, but then hesitated and turned to me and bussed me on the corner of my mouth. "Goodnight, Mom," she said softly. "Goodnight, Mister Hamill."

She started to rise up again, but looked down at my hand which had retreated from her mother's breast and frowned. Then she grabbed my hand and placed it back atop her mother's exposed breast. "You don't have to hide the fact that Mom let you get to second base already, Mister Hamill," she said smugly. "I am totally cool with this." She patted my hand atop her mother's fleshy tit and said, "There...that's better!"

Kelsey then stood up and headed for the stairs. She turned and blew us a kiss. "Goodnight, Mom. I love you!" She climbed the first two steps and turned again and blew us another kiss and said, "I think I could love you too, Mister Hamill. Goodnight!" Before I could say a word, the teenaged girl was scooting up the stairs, breasts bouncing in her bustier, leaving her mother and I alone.

I looked down at my hand, fingers dug in slightly in Michelle's meaty breast. "Wow, she's really something, isn't she?"

Michelle stroked my face and replied, "You have no idea...she surprises me everyday." She kissed me again, gently and quickly, and looking down at my hand on her breast, added, "But enough about my sweet, sexy daughter, Mister Hamill. Would a certain teacher like to show a certain parent some special attention?"

"It would be my pleasure...the school system encourages a strong parent-teacher relationship," I replied before kissing her as my hand squeezed and caressed her exposed breast. As our tongued danced and probed, I enjoyed making Michelle shiver as I teased her swollen nipple with my hand, lightly scraped her rubbery button with my palm. Without breaking the kiss, Michelle shifted around till she was sitting on top of me, straddling me as her thighs pressed into my legs from each side, gently rocking atop my jean clad erection.

I broke the kiss suddenly to duck my head down and took her swollen nipple between my lips, making Michelle moan as I sucked and used my tongue on the throbbing nub. As I nursed at her large tit, my hand was sliding over her other breast, squeezing it through the threadbare cotton of her T-shirt. I let her nipple slip from my lip as I heard a soft, ripping sound and realized that I had snagged a small hole and torn it open wider with an exploring finger.

Michelle was breathing hard and staring at me with dark, hooded eyes. "Sorry about that," I murmured, glancing down just long enough to confirm the tear, a three inch gash that revealed the upper swell of her still partly covered breast.

"Shirt's toast, anyway," Michelle hissed. "Go ahead and finish it. Tear my shirt off me."

Her offer of this pseudo-violent act sent a wave of arousal through me and with a snarl, I hooked my fingers into the ragged holes of her shirt and tore it wide open, completely exposing her lovely breasts. A couple more jerks and the shirt fell off her arms in tatters to fall on the floor while the woman in my lap moaned, her heavy breasts, like beautiful, heavy gourds heaving with excitement.

Michelle nearly growled as she placed her hands on my cheeks and pulled my face to her for a quick, wet kiss and then guided me down to her breasts, allowing me to nuzzle her fleshy tits, moaning happily as I licked and kissed my way over her meaty breasts, nuzzling and sucking at her thick, long nipples that I could feel throbbing with excitement as I rolled my tongue around and over them.

We were kissing again, juicy, messy kisses as our tongues writhed feverishly around each other in between slathering licks at each others lips. As we kissed, Michelle's hands worked furiously at my belt buckle, undoing the button on my jeans before she slid a little backwards on my legs and yanked my zipped down. I groaned as I felt her hand, warm and soft reach into my fly and into my shorts, searching for my erect cock.

Michelle broke the kiss and was suddenly on her knees, hands tearing my sneakers from my feet and then with the expertise that only a mother possesses, tugged my jeans down and off, flinging them and my shorts away as she triumphantly seized my freed penis in her hand. "Oh God, you are so big, John!" she moaned as she wrapped her long, slender fingers around my shaft and slowly stroked it. She moved in and blew warm air across my throbbing cock head. Michelle looked up at me wickedly and said, "You've been hard all night. Did I give you this erection or did Kelsey make you hard?"

This was a dangerous question, but I suddenly found myself not wanting to ever lie to this woman and I told her the truth, "It was both of you! I've never met a mother and daughter who were so sexy and hot!"

Michelle grinned, obviously pleased for my answer...because of my honesty or for some unknown perverse reason of her own, I hadn't a clue. "God, John. I am going to fuck your brains out," she panted. "But first..." Michelle leaned forward, her mouth opening wide and expertly wrapped her lips around the head of my penis and took me in her mouth, her tongue dancing wildly over my tumescent flesh.

"Oh my God!" I moaned as I felt Michelle take more of me into her mouth, swallowing inch after inch of my erection with practiced ease. My hands found their way into her dark hair, twisting her long tresses and tensing to keep her mouth on my cock. Michelle began to bob her head back and forth, moderating her pace in response to pressure from my guiding hands. Her dark eyes were fixed on my face, monitoring my expressions as she learned my most sensitive spots as her tongue rolled over the swollen glans. This woman knew what she was doing and she knew what she wanted.

After a couple of minutes of her sweet mouth on my hard dick, Michelle let me slip from her lips, the air seeming incredibly cold to my penis after residing in her hot mouth. Michelle smoothly rose to her feet, taking my hand and urging me up as she said, "I want you in my bed now...your cock in my pussy in my bed...now, John!"

I found myself being led to the stairs, Michelle shifting her hold on me from my hand to my cock even as I asked in a stuttering voice. "Are...are you sure? I mean, what about Kelsey...should we...with her in the house?" Inwardly, I cursed that teacher mentality of mine, wanting to shut it up, but seemingly unable to do so.

Michelle began to guide me up the steps, slowly taking them one by one walking backwards as she said, "Kelsey won't mind, John. Hell, she'll probably be fingering herself as we fuck, hearing us." Her evil grin grew as she added, "And she will hear us, John. This cock is going to make me scream...you're going to make me scream, teacher man and you know it!"

I was speechless, stunned and aroused by her lewd and frank words. Just when I thought I might reply, Michelle suddenly sat down on the stairs about halfway up and said, "I have to suck this beautiful cock again." She guided me to her lips and began sucking my dick loudly, making wet slurping noise. My head was spinning as I suddenly wondered what Kelsey would make of this scene being played out on the stairs of her home – her mother naked from the waist up, sucking the very erect cock of her teacher who was naked from the waist down.

The thought of the teenage girl seeing her mother and me in such a carnal spectacle nearly made me lose control and I had to withdraw from Michelle's mouth. "I am about to explode," I gasped, Michelle's knowing grin telling me I didn't have to explain why.

She rose to her feet again, wrapping fingers around my saliva coated cock and said, "I wouldn't mind, honey. I expect to taste your sweet spunk soon enough, but maybe there are other places I'd like to have you cum in first." Her frank and lewd words nearly made me cum in her hands, but somehow I held off. Maybe it had been the beers, I'd had earlier...I was always a little slower to cum after a few drinks.

Michelle led me down a hallway, a grandfather clock ticking calmly as we passed by. A door was shut, but I heard music playing lowly and again my cock flirted with cumming as I realized that we were passing Kelsey's bedroom. We stopped at the next door down and Michelle swung the door open and led me inside. All around the room were several candles, lit and flickering and Michelle stared at them in mute surprise. There was no need to flip on the lights as the shimmering candlelight provided us with more than adequate light and lent the room a more intimate and romantic feel.

Shaking her head, her voice, filled with emotion, Michelle said softly, "That kid...she never ceases to amaze me!"

I looked around and nodded at the candles resting on a shelf, high above the bed, the smell of jasmine thick in the air. "Kelsey did this? She knew you and I would be coming up here?"

Michelle nodded and replied, "That girl is such a romantic and I guess she wanted to do something special for us." She grinned wolfishly at me and slipped her arms around me and said, "Well, let us not disappoint her, teacher man!" We kissed again, her right hand sliding under my shirt to caress my chest while her left hand slowly stroked my slick cock." Then Michelle was tugging my shirt over my head and flinging it carelessly away, pressing her mouth to my chest to lick at my pebbled nipples while I fumbled with the buttons to her jeans, finally feeling them part so I could slip my hand into her pants, moaning as I found no panties, but instead slipped fingers through trimmed bush hair and then into slick, wet flesh, her labia parting around my fingers.

I spun Michelle around and pulled her tight against me, her blue jean covered ass, feeling rough against my aroused cock as I nibbled at her neck and shoulders while I continued to rub her aroused pussy. Amidst her sighs of pleasure, I slowly kissed my way down her back until I reached her jeans and then I slowly tugged them down, revealing her full, round butt cheeks which I kissed as I worked her jeans down until she could step out of them.

I flung them after my abandoned shirt and steered her around to face me and slowly I kissed my way up her legs, circling around her pussy, smelling its strong, rich aroma as I ran my lips and tongue up her thigh and over her low stomach and then back down the other thigh, making her gasp with anticipation that finally evolved into a lusty moan as I pressed my face against her pussy. Aroma became sweet flavor as I slipped my tongue between her slick lips and drove deep inside, scooping up her juices and drinking them like ambrosia from heaven.

Michelle's fingers slipped through my hair as she pressed my face more firmly against her mound, moaning, "So sweet, John...so damned sweet." I lapped up her juices, growing hungrier for her with each swipe of my tongue as I explored her soft folds – my tongue slithering over and around her labia, discovering her fat clitoris, fully emerged from its hood. I teased Michelle as I circled the thick nub, not letting my tongue touch it until she was shaking with pleasure and need. As I rolled my tongue over her clitoris, I slid my hands up the back of her legs to cup the swell of her buttocks, anticipating her suddenly going weak as my tongue collaborated with her clitoris to make her explode with ecstatic pleasure"

A howl of pure pleasure emerged from Michelle's lips as her fingers tightened on my head to echo around the room and beyond. I became a little more enthusiastic as pussy cream gushed heavily onto my face and I felt pleasure at giving Michelle pleasure and growing arousal as I wondered what Kelsey's reaction to hearing her mother cry out with sexual delight.

"Fu-fuck me, John." Michelle wailed as she tried to stagger back, breaking free of my grip, leaving me to scramble to my feet, her juices dripping from my chin. She backed into the bed and fell back, trembling as she scrambled backwards, moving up onto the bed with her heels kicking. She spread her legs wide, her labia parting to reveal the glistening pink flesh within. "Fuck me, John!" she moaned holding out her arms to me. "Fuck me, please, teacher man!"

I moved with the desires and energy of a man half my age, wanting this woman as I hadn't wanted a woman since I was a horny teenager anxious to get laid for the first time. I bounded up onto the bed and was between Michelle's widespread legs almost before I was conscious of it. I eased myself on top of her, feeling her wetness against my shaft and her pillow like breasts spreading with my sudden weight. Michelle drew her legs up along my thighs, rolling her hips to move into a better position.

We kissed, simultaneously pressing our lips together as her pussy lips kissed and opened for the swollen head of my cock. Michelle's eyes widened as I moved into her, inducing her to moan into my mouth as her pussy, wet and tight, yielded to my throbbing manhood, wrapping me in her fiery, slick flesh as I realized I hadn't felt this hard...this long and thick, in years. Sweet pleasure blossomed in our joined loins and we both cried out in ecstasy as we came together as if we'd been lovers all of our adult lives.

Michelle rolled her hips and then shifted just so and I found myself completely inside her pulsating, wet cunt, her legs coming up to wrap around my lower back, pulling me against her as if she never wanted to let me go. Her fingers slipped through my hair and then slowly clawed down my back as I throbbed inside her, not moving as we both savored being so intimately joined together.

Our kiss ended, Michelle nibbling at my lower lip before letting it end. "You feel...oh, Michelle, you feel so good...so right," I breathed hoarsely.

I felt her tremble beneath me as her pussy seemed to clasp me even more tightly as she gasped, "You are so big...so perfect for me. I love your cock, John." She kissed me again and said, "I love how you make me feel."

We stared into each other's eyes for a long minute and then I slowly began moving atop her, withdrawing my throbbing cock from her pussy as I whispered, "It's just the beginning, I will make you feel even better. I withdrew maybe halfway, amazed at how cool the warm air of the bedroom was after being enveloped in her hot pussy and then thrust back in, drawing a loud cry from her. Again and again, I worked my cock back and forth, fucking her as my head spun with happiness and pleasure.

In twelve years with my ex...it had never felt this right. No woman in my life felt as natural and perfect as Michelle did underneath, becoming even sweeter as she began to move in time with me, rolling and thrusting her hips upwards to meet my cock, clasping it tightly as I slid in and out of her heavenly pussy. Perhaps she had been aroused as much as I had been, but almost too soon, I sensed her impending orgasm as she began to moan and cry and as I fucked her faster and harder, her wails became screams of passion and delight and I had no doubt that if her daughter was awake, she could hear us and if she had been asleep, we were definitely waking her up...maybe waking up the entire neighborhood.

The feel of her tight, hot pussy and the way she cried out with pleasure, combined with the knowledge that Kelsey had to be listening to us in the next room to suddenly send me over the edge despite my best efforts to control myself. "Oh, Michelle! Love, I'm gonna cum!" I sobbed as I sank my cock deep inside her, feeling my entire body begin to clench as my sperm boiled over and exploded from my cock to bathe her womb in hot semen.

Michelle slipped over the edge as well as her legs fell away and she drew them up so she could push upwards against my cock, her leg muscles straining as her feet, flat on the mattress, pushed upwards. Her fingernails clawed at my already scratched back as she screamed, "Yes, Yes, Yes!" over and over again.

Too soon I had shot my load, filling her pussy with the cum of a long overdue orgasm. It was lovely and yet disappointing as I had wanted to last longer...for her and for myself...it had been that good...closer to perfection than I had ever known. As we both settled down, I looked into Michelle's lovely eyes and murmured, "Sorry...it's been a while."

Michelle looked at me incredulously and replied, "Nothing to apologize for, lover. That was fantastic. I'm amazed you lasted as long as you did the way I've been loving on you tonight."

Her words made me beam with pleasure and I murmured, "Thank you, Michelle."

I rose up to withdraw and move off her – feeling my now semi-erect cock reducing down, but Michelle raised her trembling legs and wrapped them around me and rasped, "Lover, you're not going anyway." When I raised a questioning eyebrow, she added, "Just rest lover and when your recover, I want you to fuck my brains out!"

I kissed her, glowing with pleasure at her confidence in me. "I hope I'm up to it, Michelle," I replied. "But, I'm fifty-one. It might be a while."

Michelle smiled back, licking my lower lip when our kissed ended. "I have faith, John and you might as well stay right here." I felt her muscles contract around my semi-erect penis. "Besides, you feel just fine inside me."

We kissed for a few moments and then grinning evilly, Michelle said in a teasing voice. "So, what do you think Kelsey made of that?"

I shook my head, still barely able to conceive of how wantonly naughty this woman was. "My head is spinning, Michelle. I feel like you and Kelsey have cast some sort of spell on me."

Michelle giggled and replied, "Whatever do you mean?"

I kissed her again, suddenly aware that I could actually taste her pussy on her own lips, suddenly recalling how my face had been dripping with her juices when I climbed atop her a few wonderful moments before. "I've never met anyone like you. I've never been around a mother and daughter who act like you...so free and..."

"Nasty?" offered Michelle.

"Yes!" I blurted out. "I've been a teacher for nearly thirty years and I never even dreamed of being in this situation...hanging out with a student in a bar and...my God, she put my hand on your breast. She watched you rubbing me in the car and downstairs."

Michelle nodded and said in an amused voice. "Wicked, aren't we?" She ran a hand along my arm. "I know that most folks would say that was...is wrong, the way I'm so open with my daughter, but..." She looked into my eyes and said, "I'd decided a long time ago, I wasn't going to be a hypocrite about sex with my daughter. I was a wild child and I loved sex when I was her age and when I was married to her father."

She frowned and said, "After Kelsey's birth, he turned into a tight-assed prude and we fought about how we would raise Kelsey and ultimately, rather than live with such a slutty-minded woman as me, he left." She eyed me with some concern. "After my divorce, I wasn't celibate. I never fucked any of my guys in front of my little girl, but I never shied away from her questions about why Mommy was making so much noise the night before. I raised her to believe that sex is precious, something to be shared with others, preferably with someone they loved or at least cared about.

"Since she turned eighteen back in June, we've been a lot closer than even before." Michelle smiled at me...the mysterious smile of the Mona Lisa. "We're closer than most mothers and daughters and I love that we can have that honest a relationship...that we can share as much as we do. She an adult...a lovely, mature young woman and I treat her like that." I felt my cock twitch, partly from the erotically charged timbre in her voice and partly her frank honesty.

Michelle kissed me again and said, "We share our lives on a very intimate level. That's why I felt like I knew you even before we finally met. Kelsey would come and share your stories and your wisdom...not just academics, but your outlook on life." She smiled lovingly at me and said, "She said that you reminded her of me...and I comprehended that. Everyday after hearing her stories about you, I felt more and more like you were my soul mate that I simply hadn't met yet."

I felt her cunt muscles, recovered now fully from her orgasm, begin to vigorously massage my awakening cock as she continued, "Yesterday evening, when we finally met, I just wanted to get on my knees and suck your cock so badly." She grinned and winked at me and said, "When I told Kelsey that, she said that she'd wished I had...that she'd really have enjoyed watching that."

"Omigod," I moaned as I felt my cock once again swelling. Michelle sighed too as I began to fill her again.

"I told her that if you showed up at the show tonight, there was no way I was going to go home without you and that before this night was through, one way or another, you and I were going to fuck like horny monkeys."

"Thank you," I whispered and then I kissed her again, reveling in the sensation of suddenly being fully erect inside this incredible woman again.

"No, thank you," Michelle moaned. "For being so accepting of my naughty nature and not being scared off by Kelsey and me." As I slowly began to pump my cock into her again, making her face screw up with absolute pleasure, "You know, John, when I told Kelsey what I was definitely going to do to you, she said she'd love to see that too." She kissed me and whispered in my ear as I began to speed up my thrusts, "Wouldn't that be wicked, Teacher man? Wouldn't it be wicked to fuck while your hot, sexy student – my daughter, watched us?" Michelle arched her back in pleasure as I suddenly and furiously began to fuck her...excited more than I could have imagined ever being by her naughty words.

We slowly fell into a mad, furious fuck as her last words were moaned into my ears, "Wouldn't it be wicked if it wasn't enough for her...wouldn't it be wicked if she fucked you too!" Michelle wrapped her arms and legs around me, holding on tight as I fucked her like a man gone insane...images of her daughter lying beneath me intermixing with the real thing, reducing me to a rutting beast that was fucking its mate.

Our bodies grew slick with sweat as we fucked furiously, Michelle's pussy a molten cauldron sucking at my painfully erect penis. Our tongues wrestled and fought amidst our ravenous, sloppy kisses which paused only when Michelle caught an orgasmic wave and had to scream her ecstasy to the world, her body bucking and writhing in a near religious fit of carnal pleasure.

I fucked her until I could scarcely breathe and then Michelle summoned the will to roll us over and ride me like a fuck-crazed cowgirl. I had never been with a woman who took such pure joy from the act of lovemaking – her face screwed up into a picture of ecstatic joy as she bounced up and down on my cock, her heavy tits bouncing and rolling as she moved up and down and back and forth, her pussy like a wet, velvet vise, milking my cock for its hot seed.

A leering smile broke out on Michelle's face as another orgasm overtook her as she rode me, making her croon with pleasure as she sat with my entire cock deep inside her while her body shimmied and quivered, her muscles locking into place. I could feel her hot juices flooding over my cock, bathing it in the product of her climax. Her eyes glazed over and then closed as her croon became a shrill scream and she broke her paralysis, fingers running over her breasts and then upwards over her cheeks and then plunging through her hair before she raised her arms like a supplicant screaming praises to heaven. Her eyes opened and she looked down at me with burning desire and sobbed loudly, "I love your cock!"

Michelle then slumped as if she were a puppet with her strings cut and I again seized the moment, rolling us over again, my arms supporting me as I again began to fuck this gorgeous, uninhibited woman as she moaned beneath me. Her legs were now splayed out wide, opening her pussy up to me as I strained to go deeper than ever, thrusting into her with powerful strokes that made her breasts roll and made her grunt happily each time I buried my cock inside her.

Gradually, I slowed down and lowered myself on her once more...the mad lust sated for the moment and we made love more than we fucked...slow and sweet with each thrust drawn out and making Michelle moan with delight. We kissed and babbled as we made delicious love to each other, hands stroking each others faces while our tongues courted each other.

Meaningless babble slowly evolved into words and at some point we began whispering and moaning, "I love you," to each other and instinctively knew that they were more than just words in the heat of passion. There was honest emotion behind them, we could see it in each others eyes and feel it as we touched. Laugh if you will, doubt if you will, but somewhere amidst the sweet and nasty fucking, our souls had joined, recognizing that it was destiny. On a primal level, I realized that I truly loved this woman – knowing almost nothing about her, I truly did love her and I could see it in her face that she was caught up in the wonder of it too – confused, maybe by the intensity of the sudden revelation of her sudden awareness of her love for me, but accepting it.

Lovemaking built up until lust resumed control and our need to achieve that last overwhelming climax took control and we rolled about on the bed, sometimes she was on top, other times I was, but we were relentless and demanding, our bodies slamming together loudly, both of us moaning and crying as pleasure built and built until finally, I had her pinned to the mattress and was hammering my cock into her when she screamed out, "I love you, John!" and began to orgasm, her tightly clenching cunt muscles sending me over the edge of my long awaited climax and like a beast claiming his mate, I gave a loud, triumphant roar and plunged deep one last time and began to cum – shooting hot semen into her womb.

I came so hard it almost hurt, so powerful were the jets of sperm ejaculating from my cock. As my orgasm begin to wane, I eased myself down and rolled us over, kissing Michelle and telling her, "I love you too."

Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell onto my face and I could taste her salty tears and felt my heart swell for this unsuspecting love that I felt for her. We kissed until we both began to yawn and then in the flickering candlelight of the room, my cock still wedged into her pussy, we both fell asleep...for myself, the most restful and peaceful sleep I had known in many years.

I awoke to find myself in a tangle of blankets and limbs. I could smell coffee and bacon. Something soft and wonderful nuzzled my chest and I looked down to see Michelle Page sleeping, a blissful smile on her face as her lips brushed my chest...her arm draped across my upper abdomen tightening its grip slightly. We were both naked and cuddling, turned into each other slightly, our legs intertwined, her thigh atop mine and her moist mound and trimmed bush feeling delightful and slightly ticklish and her breasts, pillow-like and soft against my stomach.

I looked around as much as I could without disturbing awakening her, marveling over how much my world had changed in the last twenty-four hours. When I looked at Michelle, emotions swelled inside me that I had assumed were long dead. Memories of our passionate lovemaking flitted through my mind, making my cock twitch slightly. It ached with that sweet pain that only comes from the best kind of sex.

My eyes came to rest on my pants and shirt neatly folded and draped over the arm of a small, overstuffed chair in a corner. Something seemed out of kilter there and then it hit me. Michelle had pulled my pants off downstairs and we'd proceeded to her bedroom with me naked from the waist down. I didn't recall her getting up in the middle of the night and tidying things up. For that matter, all the candles that had still been burning when we'd fallen asleep were now out...many of them nowhere near close to being burned out.

My heart began to beat faster as I realized that Michelle's daughter, my student, Kelsey had to have been the one to bring up my pants and had taken the time to retrieve my shirt as well and had snuffed out the candles. I glanced down. We were naked and my cock was nestling against Michelle's stomach, not visible unless you got right up over us. Maybe she hadn't peeked, but memories of her open, flirty ways from last night made me wonder. As her teacher, despite her being eighteen, I had crossed some boundaries that were supposed to be sacrosanct. To my surprise, I didn't really care.

Michelle stirred against me and she opened her eyes to see me smiling down at her. "G'morning," she mumbled, rubbing sleep out of her eyes. "You're still here," she said in such a way that made me comprehend that it pleased her.

"Right where I want to be forever," I replied. "With you in my arms." Michelle purred at my words and scooted upwards to give me a kiss, her meaty breasts dragging over my chest – her thick nipples scraping along in a delicious sort of way. Her tongue greeted mine as our hands roamed over each other – my fingers stroking and squeezing her heavy breasts while she took my still mostly limp cock in her fingers and carefully massaged it.

"At it again? You guys need to pace yourselves!" Neither of us had any idea that Kelsey had entered the room until she spoke and we broke our kiss amidst gasps and giggles as we turned to say good morning to Michelle's daughter.

"Good mor..." I began, but stopped mid-word as I lost my ability to speak. Kelsey stood at the foot of the bed, holding a tray with eggs, bacon, toast and coffee. My mind faintly registered that, but was overwhelmed by her appearance. Kelsey's long, dark, red streaked hair was bed-tousled which was incredibly erotic all on its own, but it was the sheer red baby-doll negligee she was wearing that robbed me of my words. The sexy-slutty outfit she had worn the night before paled before this nightie that revealed the eighteen year old's luscious, nubile body.

The negligee hugged Kelsey's upper arms, leaving her shoulders bare and her visible breasts were full, upright melons capped with puffy areoles that were bright pink and allowed her darker nipples to more fully stand out against the gauzy, see-through material. Her stomach was flat with a cute, almost oval shaped belly button that drew one's eye downward to the lacy hem of the negligee did nothing to conceal her smooth, hairless mound. Her upper thighs and legs were fully exposed, athletic and shapely.

"Anyone hungry...at least for food?" she said teasingly as she walked around and leaned over me to place the tray carefully between her mother and me. Her breasts swung freely, brushing my stomach as she moved in and then out. My cock twitched and showed signs of life, but not nearly as well as I would have expected.

She leaned back in and kissed me chastely on the lips and then walked around and did the same with her mother. "Good morning, Kelsey," I finally managed to squeak out, not quite believing that that two days ago at about this time, I had been discoursing about Hamlet with this young lady and her classmates.

As her mother said good morning, Kelsey climbed up onto the bed, kneeling at our feet, looking at us expectantly. I kept shifting my gaze from mother to daughter, Michelle slightly amused at my look of awed amazement and Kelsey seeming almost oblivious that she was offering her Senior English teacher such a brilliant view of her magnificent young breasts and tantalizing glimpses of her bald cunny between her legs. Sounding slightly exasperated, she waved her hands about and said, "Well, eat...you'll need to keep your strength up if you keep carrying on the way you were last night."

Michelle giggled and took a sip of coffee before saying, "I guess we were a little loud last night, huh?"

Kelsey rolled her eyes and said, "I'm surprised the neighbors haven't been calling and complaining." Turning her attention to me, she batted her eyes flirtatiously and said with a teasing quality to her voice. "I suppose we have you to blame for that, Mister Hamill. I've heard Mom and her fellas making whoopee up her many times over the years, but no one has ever made her scream like that."

I felt my face burn and I was at a loss for words for a moment, stalling by drinking a bit of coffee before I decided to be teasing and honest at the same time and replied, "It was my pleasure," which made Kelsey laugh and blush simultaneously.

Michelle swallowed a mouthful of bacon and eggs and dropped her hand under the covers, forcing them down so Kelsey could see her mother wrap her fingers around my still sleeping penis as she said, "No, it was our pleasure...again and again in fact."

Kelsey smiled and said, "I'm happy for you guys. I knew you'd be perfect for each other." She licked her lips as she watched her mother try to masturbate my cock back to life. "So, I guess you're planning a day of hot, wild sex, huh?"

Michelle purred approvingly at the idea, but with more than a little concern, I joked, "I'm not sure. I think your mother broke it last night...or at least wore it out temporarily." I shrugged at Michelle's sudden frown and said, "Sorry, honey. Not as young as I used to be."

Kelsey's mother snorted laughter and said, "That's not a problem, John. I've got a solution right here." She sat up and then leaned over and opened a drawer in the bedside table. She brought out a small prescription bottle and said, "Being a nurse-practitioner has its perks." She opened it up and shook out a small yellow pill. "After last night, I'm sure I know the answer, but to make sure...no heart problems?"

I slowly shook my head and replied. "No heart...it was stolen last night by a beautiful, sexy MILF."

Michelle's face beamed with pleasure at my words and she said, "You English teachers...such smooth talkers. This will help with keeping things...um, aroused. They last longer than the little blue pills too. Take it now, John. I have a sneaking suspicion you're going to need it soon."

I quickly swallowed her magic pill and washed it down with another sip of coffee and then a long, lingering kiss from Michelle while her daughter watched us with both interest and envy in her face. We finished eating and Kelsey scooped up the tray and eased herself out of the bed, offering me several long glimpses of her bald pussy, labia beginning to blossom, betraying her own arousal. "I'm going to grab a shower," she said. "Y'all call me if you need anything." She glanced down at her mother's hand gently stroking my still dormant cock and said, "Don't kill him, Mom. I think he's a keeper."

Mother and daughter exchanged a long, meaningful glance and Michelle gave her daughter a slight nod and said, "Yes, he is...a good man and a wonderful lover."

Kelsey blushed a little more and then left the room, her mother and I watched her practically naked ass, heart-shaped, tight and firm, swaying out the door.

When she left, Michelle turned to me and said, "Guess you feeling pretty mindblown, aren't you, John?"

I nodded and said, "That would be putting it mildly, but even though some of it is weird, I'm fine with it." I ran my fingers through her hair and then down to stroke her cheek. "This is real though...how I feel about you. This isn't just lust. I'm in love with you. This isn't ever going to end. We're in this for the long run."

Michelle smiled and took my hand and brought it to her lips, kissing my palm. "Absolutely, darling. I've kissed enough frogs in my life to recognize my prince when I kiss him...and fuck him." She leaned in and kissed me. When she drew back, she continued, "John Hamill, I think I fell in love with you before that parent teacher conference was over. She touched her breast and then put her palm against my chest. It's like I found the missing piece of my heart and I'm whole now."

I nodded and said, "I know...since we met, all the pain and loneliness in my life has melted away and I know that I've finally found my soul mate. I love you, Michelle...with all my heart."

Michelle leaned into me and she said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I love you too, baby!" We kissed again, softly, slowly, tasting each other, savoring each other, even as we caressed each other. Michelle's fingers gently stroked my cock, trying to revive it, both of us impatient for the medicine to kick in.

We kissed for a sweet eternity and then held each other. Finally, Michelle said, "You do understand you're getting a package deal? If you want me, you have to want Kelsey too."

I nodded and said, "Absolutely. She's a wonderful young woman. I can't imagine having you in my life without her. She's family." I laughed. "And you don't seem to mind if she is um...somewhat distracting at times."

Michelle looked at me slyly and said, "Oh yes, my little minx is definitely distracting, but that's not what I said." She cupped my face between her hands and stared me right in the eye. "John, if you want to love me, you have to want to love Kelsey too."​