Six Days With My Teacher, My Love – Day 5

by A P GIlmore

Tuesday

I awoke feeling wonderful. I looked at the clock and noted it was 6.36am. During the night Amy had spooned behind me, it was our first proper night as a couple. When we first slept together Saturday night, we weren’t as comfortable, especially as we had not had sex yet, but now we just were. Our future was set, together, and at a young age I had adapted to the changes very well. Even now at the start of our fifth day together, we had managed to achieve more than most couples do in a year, but it all just felt so normal to us. Amy was stirring now. We had fallen in love over 2 years, only one of us knew it, we had admitted it to each other, kissed, told our parents, who adopted my partner, then moved in and now was our first morning as a proper live-in couple, we were almost married. It was the most wonderful feeling, and from now on there would never be a time I would not miss waking up with Amy. I felt light kisses to my neck and shoulder.

"Morning sweetheart. Last night was amazing and this morning I just feel so wonderful."

"Morning my love, me too, I was just thinking about how much better I feel now that I have you next to me, I always want that with you."

"It seems we woke up before the alarm.” Amy said. I looked at her and saw the grin on her face. “We have about 30 minutes before we need to get ready and leave, do you think we can try a 69 and get each off as quickly as possible?"

"If you are sure we will have time, I’m game." I turned around to the opposite end of the bed and moved quickly on top off Amy, pushing my pussy as close to her mouth as possible. As soon as I felt her mouth latch onto my pussy I looked at hers and dived in. We had no real time to explore so I copied Amy, as I was getting really close quickly. I could feel her tongue lick up and down my slit, while her thumb stroked my clit. Her other hand managed to grasp my ass, pulling the cheeks apart and she rubbed her finger tip to the edge of my hole. It was a glorious feeling, I did the same accept I could not get my fingers towards her ass, so I stuck two fingers in her pussy and as fast as I could, tried to get her off. It only took about 15 minutes before we both came, and after we rested a little we went and quickly shared a shower. I say quickly, 15 minutes is pretty quick when you both are trying to clean, while the other is also trying to play. I had to be the one to end it, by slapping Amy's ass, and very carefully because the floor was wet, tried to make my escape, she caught me as I reached the bed. We had a little bit of fun play fighting while still wet, and after a quick kiss we decided play time was over and dried ourselves quickly before dressing for the day. It was nearly 7.30 before we were both ready to go.

We headed downstairs; thankfully our parents were already up and had a cooked breakfast ready for us both.

"Morning mom, morning dad." We both greeted before kissing them both on the cheek. It was all so naturally done.

"Morning you two, sleep well I hope?" Asked mom.

"Wonderful, it felt so good to wake up with Amy, I feel wonderful this morning, ready and raring to go and get to school."

"When will you be leaving Amy?" Asked dad.

"I am ready to go, normally I leave for about 7.30, so I will just eat this wonderful breakfast you have made for me, thank you, and then I will go."

"You’re welcome Amy, this is normal for the adults in the morning, a big breakfast is good way to start the day, so expect it every morning, but should you want anything special just let me know?"

"I don't think I could argue too much about it, and I do appreciate your offer, though I would say I prefer just a bowl of cornflakes in the morning, I get pretty bloated, especially after a big fry up like this." Mom and dad always had sausage, bacon, scramble eggs and toast in the morning, and something really healthy in the evening. It was a good balance but maybe Amy was right, they could try a more healthy option in the morning.

"I actually think we should all try that, something simple and healthy in the morning, so maybe we should all try just having cereal for a month, see how we feel." Mom agreed, dad was not too happy but 3 women against him, he was not going to win, so he agreed reluctantly.

"If you want dad, I’ll make something for dinner tonight? I finish work early today, about 3, so I have time to visit the supermarket on my way home and have dinner ready by about 6, would that be ok with everyone?" We all agreed. Again, see how wonderful she is. Amy was soon finished, gave me a quick kiss, then said farewell to us all and left. God I missed her already. Mom and dad slipped out about 10 minutes later, along with me as I made my way to Melissa's house.

She was waiting for me when I got there, we both smiled as we greeted each other and then I hugged her. We slowly began the walk to school so we had a chance to talk before we got there.

"So did you do anything last night?" Asked Melissa. I almost blushed as I thought about the moment Amy dropped her towel, and then having sex, especially this morning, as my ass still felt it had Amy's finger in it. Since meeting Melissa I had many thoughts about what to say I do in my spare time. I was not going to lie, but I was not going to mention Amy, if I could help it, so felt the easiest thing to tell her, was something very simple. Along the lines of.

"Nothing much, read, talked to family, homework, normal stuff really, what about you?"

"Same, though I don't talk to my family much, just listened to some music while I did my homework." She seemed pretty sad.

"Melissa, I feel we will be best friends, don't you agree."

"Well I already feel close to you. It is difficult to meet new people, but you have made it really easy, and I have seen you around school for the last few years so I know you are sincere when you say we are friends, so I agree, why?"

"Well not to pry, but I feel that if you see me as a friend you could talk to me about anything, you know get things out in the open, talk about your fears and feelings. I have done a lot of that, mainly this past weekend, so I know how effective it can be. So will you tell me why you had a negative reaction towards me when we first met or why you seem distant from your parents?" We continued to walk, but Melissa remained silent, not ignorant or angry as such, just mulling things over in her head.

"I will, but later, maybe we can meet for lunch again, you know where I sit, just meet me there."

"Melissa, from now on I can always meet you at your spot for lunch, I would rather sit and eat with you then doing it alone in the canteen." This made her smile a little. "I will be there, but again, you do not have to answer my questions, I just wanted to ask so that at least if it is something you want to talk about, then I am really good at listening." She nodded and we talked about the latest book we were reading. We eventually got to school around 8.15, still plenty of time before class, but we agreed to just head for our classes and wait for school to start. I did not have Amy today, so apart from maybe catching her in the hallways I would not really need to worry about how to act today. Besides after yesterday, it wouldn't be that hard, all I need to do is think about finishing school and getting home to her.

My morning lessons went, I spent my spare time just getting homework done so that when I got home I could spend more time with Amy. I headed to the canteen to grab something to take out, settling on a ham and cheese sandwich, with an orange juice to drink, and then made my way to Melissa's grassy knoll. She was there when I arrived and took a seat next to her.

"Hi Melissa, how has your day been?"

"Not to bad, for some reason I have wanted to see you though. My mind has been on what you asked earlier and now I think I am ready to talk." She seemed very nervous and panicky.

"Melissa, please do not worry. You do not have to tell me anything you don't want to, I am only concerned that you might need to talk about things." I really was not trying to pry into her personal life, my feelings for Melissa were purely of friendship, and I wanted her to know that I could be trusted, but also that if I could help, I would.

"My real dad left about 5 years ago, my mum said he was a deadbeat and so was forced out. She has since remarried and my step-dad just hates me, but only when mum is not around to hear it. My Mum thinks she hit the jackpot, a real man not like my real dad. I have since found out that mum was sleeping with this man way before dad left, and wanted him out so she could move Derek in. I have tried to get in touch with dad, I never believed the things she said when she bad mouthed him. I just want him to take me away, I do not like living with my mum. When you approached me yesterday I have been afraid to make new friends, I did have some friends before coming here, but people knew what my mum was like and how she treats people, like where she works, they hate her. So a lot of my friends stopped talking to me, so I would not blame you if you do not want to be friends now, my mum could mean trouble for you." I hugged Melissa close.

"Thank you." Melissa said.

"What for?" I asked

"For standing by me, for being a friend. My life has been very sad and still will be until I get away from my mum, but I am very happy now that I have someone who is going to be my friend."

"Melissa, until last Friday, my life was quiet, I never needed a friend. But now I have two of them and I have never been happier, I need friends, we all do. Melissa, my family talk to each other, about things that are important, whilst yours seem to treat you as nothing; you probably spend a lot of time trying to be by yourself, with no one to share your problems with." She nodded in agreement. "Well you’re not alone anymore. Not only will you have me as a friend and be by your side whenever you need me, but I know someone else who has a similar life to yours. Her best friend abandoned her which made things worse. Until now she has needed a friend but has let her fears stop her from trying. Now you both have me, and I will never let anyone hurt you if I can. I really want to help you if I can, but it will be difficult, but together we can do anything." You know, I am 14 years old but I am speaking like the Dalai Lama, all this good advice must come from somewhere because so far, my life is really good at the moment. I suppose when you learn to speak the truth and from the heart, you become more aware of what is right or wrong. Even though society says what Amy and I have is wrong, it is love, and when has love been wrong, when both parties believe it as the truth.

"You really mean that don't you, that you are willing to help me?" Ask Melissa, searching my eyes for any sign of dishonesty.

"Yes I am."

"But why would you do this?"

"Because we all need someone, sometimes. But you never had that opportunity, and if you want my help just ask and I will try and support you the best I can. And if ever I need anything, then maybe one day you can be there for me."

"So how do you think you can help me, because if you can it would mean more to me then anything in the world."

"Well I will talk to my dad, if you don't mind me telling him a few things, I will be very discreet, but he is a lawyer and he maybe able to offer some good advice, especially on finding your father, my dad may even know him. I will see what I can find out."

"Thank you Sophie." She was crying again, as was I, it felt good to be helping Melissa. I hugged her again. The bell went to signal the end of lunch. We agreed to meet after school again and walk home together.

After school I walked home with Melissa again. Melissa seemed happier than I had ever seen her, and she admitted that knowing she had me as a friend and that she had been able to talk to someone after so long of feeling alone, she really did feel better. She agreed that if I could help I was free to tell my family anything, but to be otherwise discreet. I mentioned again about my friend who had similar problems, I will probably talk to her as well, but other than her and my parents, who I assured would all be discrete, no one else would know about it. Eventually we parted ways once we reached her house and we agreed to meet again in the morning at the same time, which would probably be a regular occurrence.

I arrived home and could smell something good. I hung up my coat and dropped my shoes and backpack off, and approached the kitchen. Slowly opening the door I caught a glimpse of Amy preparing dinner. She was alone so I sneakily walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I really did a job as I gave the shock of her life.

"Dinner smells good, honey."

"You scared the shit out of me." She turned in my arms and lightly slapped me on the arm, then wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I kind of meant to, but maybe a kiss will make it alright." I said, grinning widely.

"You were cruel to me; maybe I should punish you by refusing." She gave me fake pout, she was too cute.

"You could, but I think you need a kiss as much as I do."

"God I hate it when you are right, you know me too well." She had to smile, and then leaned in for a passionate kiss.

"Missed you. I spoke to Melissa today, she told me some things about why she has been so unhappy. She was quite upset and I promised i would help if I could."

"I am proud of you Sophie, Melissa is your friend and she needed you."

"It was tough for Melissa but I think it did her good to talk. I actually mentioned you to her, but not by name or anything. It seems her life, reminds me of yours. She has had problems with her parents and has not been able to make friends because of them."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I do, in confidence, but I want mom and dad here too. I think you can all help, I just need to be discrete about it a little, and I do not want to break Melissa's trust in me."

"It is good that you have taken such an interest in Melissa, it truly sounds like she needs you right now."

"Thank you." I kissed her again. It may have been just the heat from the stove, but reconnecting to Amy these past few nights, after both finishing school, seemed to really excite us both as the kiss became more passionate. I was just about slip my hand up her dress when we heard the front door open. We quickly broke apart trying to maintain our composure.

"Well that would have been interesting. Especially if the front door had remained closed for a few more minutes." I said.

"You are so bad Sophie; you drive me insane with lust. I was so ready to put you on the table and have my way with you."

"I don't think so, I was inches from slipping my fingers into your soaked panties."

"What panties?" She said, just as the kitchen door opened. I tried to avoid my mom's eyes, but she had already caught the blush that had covered my entire face.

"Caught you at a bad time Sophie?"

"No, not really, Amy is just being a big tease, but don't worry I’ll get her back later." I stuck my tongue at Amy, who just smiled happily and winked at me.

"Amy, whatever you are making smells wonderful. It will be a nice change for Mark."

"You are both very welcome, I am happy to cook for you all mom. It is so nice to be able to cook for more than myself." Amy said. Then she hugged mom and asked about her day. I helped serve up and just before 6, dad got home and was just in time for dinner. We sat around the table eating and talked generally about our day. I told them what happened with Melissa and asked if I could discuss it. They agreed and after finishing, we all got a drink and went into the living room. I explained about what Melissa had told me about both her home life and personal life.

"I think she needs a family that will support her more. Her current family show no appreciation or love towards Melissa and she thinks her Dad will offer that, but he has not maintained contact and this has made her a little unsure of whether her dad cares enough. She hopes he does and either her mum has made it so Melissa stays away from him, like she has threatened him. But whatever the reason she wants to a least find out for sure. Currently she lives with a very nasty step-dad and a very ignorant mother. I asked if she has asked her mother about her dad, but Melissa really feels that she will get nothing from her."

"Well you certainly have shown how much you care for Melissa, but you have your work cut out for you Sophie." Said dad.

"I know, but do you think that any of you can offer any advice or maybe some help. One thing I did wonder is whether any of you have heard of Melissa's mum. It seems other parents know her and have wanted there children to avoid Melissa. Do you know why?" I asked. It was Mom that gave the clearest indication that she knew something. "Mom, do you know anything that can help?"

"It is very difficult to explain, mainly because I do not like to speak badly of people. But I have to say Melissa's mum, Monica, is a real bitch." This shocked me to the core; I have never heard my mom say such a thing about anybody. This was a real bad sign of just how much Melissa has suffered.

"Mom, is she really that bad?" Mom nodded before continuing.

"I knew Monica at school, but was never friends; she was such a bad influence to people even then. I knew enough to avoid her and her friends. She and Melissa's dad dated for about 3 months before Monica got pregnant, about a month before I was pregnant with you. So she trapped Ray into marrying her, he was a good person, he just did not see the real Monica. It was only after they married that life went downhill for him, but he did try for Melissa's sake. I agree with Melissa that Monica was probably having many affairs behind Ray's back, and when he finally left, nobody knows much about why or where he went. Monica is a real piece of work, it seems she treats most people like dirt, workmates and anybody else she dislikes. But to people that matter to her she has them wrapped around her finger. A few years ago, she was on the parents committee for your school. She made an enemy of almost everybody accept a few teachers and the head. But it was run by us and after several months we finally voted her out. But a few of the parents took real exception to her and to anyone connected to her; she used such language and felt that the children should be severely disciplined if they misbehaved. This and other outrages claims were part of the reason we hated her narrow minded way and was the reason why they told there children to stay away from Melissa. But like Amy, when a child faces that kind of rejection from her peers it can lead to a very lonely life. I think both Melissa and Amy are very privileged and lucky to have you Sophie."

"I would like to think that I could help her, but it sounds like both Melissa and I have a very hard route ahead of us if we are to succeed."

"Well now you have us all, we all want to help. I hate to say this but we really can help Melissa, all of us, but it may mean bringing Melissa here." Both Amy and I flinched at this, dad just sadly nodded his head in agreement.

"As a lawyer I have some contacts and private detective's I can contact if needed to find Melissa's dad. I doubt Ray has left the country or anything, his family I believe moved south so I don't think he would have travelled far. I think Sophie, rather than you being stuck in the middle, if she really needs help, she needs to trust us and come here, and we can secretly try to help her. I think we need to make sure her mother never finds out, until it is too late for her to do anything. Melissa’s life may seem bad now, but it could get worse if Monica's reputation has anything to go by. As for you and Amy's secret, it should be easy to remain so, if we just let Melissa know that she is kind of our adopted daughter, and that because of her parents we have took her in. And as long as that remains a secret to Melissa, that she must not let people know that you live with a teacher, then things should be fine."

"Thank you for being here for me, all of you don't know how much I need your help right now."

"We do Sophie, we all do, together we'll help you and give Melissa the help to get away from her mum." Said Amy as she held me close.

Amy decided that it was time for bed for the both of us, and we both bid goodnight to our parents. I was pretty tired as I completely undressed and got into bed. Amy had a quick shower and soon joined me. The sheets were still a bit damp from this morning, but neither of us was really bothered. Amy said she would change the sheets after work tomorrow.

"So how are you feeling really?" Amy asked as she held me, one hand stroking my hair.

"Better with you next to me. But maybe helping Melissa is too much, I really feel like I am 14 and realise that no matter how mature I think I am, I am still a teenager."

"Life can be pretty tough for most people, even if you were 30; I still think you have had to deal with a lot."

"Do you think maybe I have rushed into things?" I asked quietly, both afraid of the answer and Amy's reaction. She was silent for a moment but did not stop her movements.

"Over the past few days I have felt closer to you, the feelings I have for you are so new and wondrous and the happiest I have felt. But now that your parents have adopted me, I feel truly part of a family. So close in fact that ever since I have called them mom and dad, it has felt so normal that tomorrow I want to go somewhere I change my surname to Green." This shocked me, but it made me so happy to hear her say it.

"I don't know what to say, that sounds so beautiful. The fact you have only known us for less than a week, that we have made you so welcome as to want to change your name. But don't you think it is a bit soon?"

"Exactly my point Sophie. So far everything that has happened as been the right thing, until a few days ago, I was still questioning it, but when the idea came about changing my name, I just thought, why fight it, whatever happens, can sometimes happen for a reason, we just have to take each day, learn from our mistakes and try new things. So we take life as it comes, sometimes it has it's up's, like us being together is definitely up there at the very top of great, then life has it's down's, like the pressure and sadness you feel by starting a friendship with Melissa. Melissa sounds to me like she could be the best friend you could ever have, you have things in common and you can really help her."

"But you are my best friend Amy, only you."

"I agree Sophie, but what we have is different from what you and Melissa have. We have a bond of love, a love that no one can take from us, as long as we remain honest and true to each other, nothing can change that. Melissa is a different type of friend, she is someone who you can confide in, and she can do the same with you, which she has done trustingly with you already. And I am very proud of you that the first thing you wanted to do with Melissa, apart from make friends, was to help her, and so far you are doing it very well. But one day, you will tell her that you are gay, and that I am your partner, and when you tell her, she will be happy for you, because that is what best friends do."

"Not all friends. Look at Claire; she turned her back on you when you told her."

"Over the years I think part of me understood why. I don't think that she was scared of me, because it was her that asked if I liked her first. It was only when I told her I did, did she become aggressive. I think she may have had feelings for me as well, but was just too scared to admit it. Maybe like me if she had time to think things through, she may have come to like me in that way or just be happy to be just friends. But she had already done the worst thing she could ever do to a person, especially me, and decided to just stay away. Over the last few years since I became a teacher, seeing all the children laugh and play, sharing secrets, standing up for each other, remembering all the good times Claire and I had. I wondered what it might be like to try and find her, maybe now we are both adults we can discuss it maturely. I even think from a therapist's point of view it may give me closure on the pain I have felt all these years."

"Do you want me to help you find her; I mean it sounds like a good idea to maybe finally find out why she did what she did"

"Sophie you are so amazing, you are doing it again, helping me deal with my problems, while I’m trying to help you deal with yours. But no thank you, Claire has had plenty of chances over the years to find me and apologise, so if I want to do this, I am quite happy to wait, now that I have you I don't feel the pain anymore, just unanswered questions. But thank you Sophie, just wanting to help me so freely without even thinking about it, makes me realise just how amazing you are and how much I love you." She leaned over me, bringing our lips together. We soon lost control, conversation over. I pulled her fully on top of me. We slowly gyrated against each other as our kisses became more frantic as the need to share our love became more apparent to us. My hands were exploring and holding her back as she lifted slightly so she could get her hands on my breasts. She was very rough to start with and was pinching my nipples. I stopped her with my hand.

"Slow down Amy, we have all night, I know you love me, but I want us to be gentler with each other." She nodded in agreement. And returned to my lips gently, sucking my tongue into her mouth, then massaged it with hers. My hand was still on Amy's, guiding it on my breast, but I let go and began to feel her breast. Her nipple was already pretty hard but the more I rubbed her breast and nipple the more erect it became. She began to explore my neck as she licked and tasted it. I made a very nice love mark on her shoulder. Don't ask me why, but I think she was turning me on so much. Even for my size I managed to switch positions, as I moved her on to her back and me on top. I wanted her my mouth on her mouth so much.

"You are just so beautiful Amy." I said as I kissed my way down from her ear and neck to the valley between her breasts. "I want to taste every inch of you, but first I want your breasts."

"Oh god Sophie, I need your mouth there now, please." She asked so nicely, who was I to refuse. As I licked her right nipple, I rubbed her left one between my thumb and finger. Then I switched places. Amy was moaning loudly by now. Encouraging me to continue. Even though I was lightly rubbing her pussy with my thigh, my attention to her breasts was too much for her.

"Oh fuck baby, I’m cumming, aaaahhhhhh." She screamed.

"Wow, I haven't even got down there yet." She smiled but was still coming down from her orgasm. I had not yet stopped playing with her breasts, but my hand had now moved to between her legs. Her honey was running from her lips, as I ran my fingers through her slit, as I felt her inside and out, I started on her clit, but she was still sensitive, so I started with my fingers inside of her as I continued to suckle on her. Her skin was flawless, and tasted of Amy, so good.

"You taste so good Amy, I think I want to taste your inner you, can I do that?"

"Please." She begged.

"Always so polite, I love that about you." I could see the smile as we teased each other. I slipped down her body, kissing a trail, stopping a short while at her stomach, exploring her belly button. My fingers were building a slow tempo as I moved in and out of her. Her hips were matching the movements of my fingers as the speed slowly increased. Finally I moved down and started to taste the inner Amy, god she tasted so good. I licked around my fingers and her slit. But eventually I wanted her to feel really good. So I latched onto her clit, licking and sucking on it. Her hips started to move faster, so I started to increase the speed of my fingers.

"Oh god, Sophie, faster, please, oh right there. Add a finger, harder baby, oh fuck me good Sophie, and suck my clit harder baby." I was building her up but she was going to cum real soon. Then her vagina walls clamped down on my fingers as she screamed my name.

"SOPHIE." Wow, it was so good to here say my name like that. The noises I could produce from her and the reactions I could make her have. It almost made me come when she did. After she has rested a few minutes. I crawled back up to kiss her.

"Can you taste yourself Amy?"

"Yes, but you taste better." Then flipped me on to my back, into our original positions. "Do you want to try something new?"

"Not tonight, I just need you. So if you don't mind? The area between my legs really needs your mouth on it. I appreciate any help you can give."

"Always baby, anything to make you feel as good as you make me feel." And she kissed me again before moving down to my pussy. She stopped for several minutes, giving my breasts some much needed attention, before my hands pushed her head further down my body. She started kissing around my pussy, taking her sweet, gentle time. Bitch.

"Would you please just fuck me already?"

"Well with language like that I may just have to stop."

"Don't you fucking dare? I made you cum twice, so pretty please with sugar on the top, I need to cum so fucking bad, please, Amy, my sweet love. I need you NOW."

"With a plea like that, how can I refuse such a sweet declaration." After being so gentle she suddenly became ferocious. Even though earlier I wanted her to take her time, my need was too much.

"Harder, faster baby." She only used her fingers to separate my lips, but otherwise her tongue, teeth and mouth did all the work. She was so fast; it felt like every part of her mouth was touching every part of my pussy. I was building, I could feel it coming. I held her head tightly against my pussy, and then added more pressure by moving my legs over her shoulders. I was really moving quite frantically against her as my orgasm built. It didn't take long.

"Oh yes, I’m cumming, AMYYYYYYYYY." I screamed as I came. God I passed out again. Masturbation was in its infancy compared to her. I came to with Amy spooning against me, her breasts pressed against my back.

"So wonderful Amy, you are just too good to me."

"I try my best, let's sleep now, I have set the alarm to wake us up at 6.30. I want some more of you in the morning."

"Can't wait, love you Amy, night."

"Love you too Sophie, very much. Sweet dreams my dear, sweet, angel." I smiled as I drifted to sleep.