Date: Tue, 11 Mar 2008 18:58:29 -0000
From: A P Gilmore <apgilmore@crashnburn1.demon.co.uk>
Subject: My Teacher, My Love Part 14 (Lesbian / Adult Youth, f/F)

The next morning I awoke to the alarm.  I could hear Amy moaning, as she
tried frantically to switch it off.  Once she was finally successful, I
turned around to face her.  I leaned in and kissed her gently.

"Morning Amy, sleep well?"

"All the better to wake up with you."  And returned the kiss.

"Shower?"  She smiled and shook her head.  "Fuck?"  She smiled and nodded
her head vigorously.

"God, once we are in bed, you have sex on the brain."

"Lying next to you, both of us naked, just drives me wild."

"I have to agree."  And I grabbed her hand and pushed it between my legs.
"Believe me now?"

"Well whatever you tell me, I will believe you, but proving it sometimes
helps."  She kissed me and her fingers began to move inside of me.  "So can
I try that new thing I wanted to do last night?"

"Sure, if you think we have time, if it works for me, I can try it with you
if you want."

"I will hold you to that.  Something that always seemed too erm, dirty, I
have so wanted to try with you, especially last night.  So if you don't
mind, get on your knees."  I did as she asked, with not a doubt of trust.
If she asked me to piss on her right now I would have.  Anything she wanted
she could have.  So I got on my knees, her fingers came out of me, but then
she parted my legs slightly and returned her fingers to there warm home.

"Your fingers feel so good in me, what the view like?"  Amy didn't respond.
I looked back and Amy just looked like she was drooling at the sight of my
ass.  What a reaction, even better when I wiggled my ass from side to side,
watching her eyes hypnotically follow its movement.

"God you have a great ass, just right."  Her spare hand began to caress
both cheeks, pinching them, rubbing them and at the end gave each cheek a
little slap.  "Oh so soft and luscious."

"What are you going to do?"

"This."  And with that she used the spare hand to separate my cheeks and
started to lick my asshole as her fingers began to speed up.  It was a
curious feeling for sure, but it was such a turn on.  I moaned as loudly as
my head buried itself into my pillow.

"Oh fuck Amy, this feels so good."  I tired to keep my ass still, but with
her fingers inside of me I had to move slightly, but Amy kept up and we
managed to keep a rhythm going.  "Your tongue is such an expert at many
things."  I told her as I got closer to my orgasm.  My movements became
harder and more erratic, but Amy kept up the best she good and I got
closer, and closer, and closer, until finally.

"AMYYYYYYY."  And then collapsed on the bed, managed to stay awake this
time, but wow.  "Oh fuck Amy, that was good."  Once my breathing steadied,
I sat up, and pointed at Amy to do the same.  This brought a smile to her
beautiful face; even bed head made her look attractive.  I crawled on my
knees to get behind her.  Her ass was perfect; I rubbed it and slapped it
hard.  It created a little moan, something to remember for later, but for
now, I spread her legs and slipped my fingers into her, 3 of them, I then
looked at the clock and it was nearly 7.  As my fingers moved I spread her
ass cheeks looking at her hole.  I wasn't even nervous, I just dived in and
started licking her hole, after a few minutes I even managed to push my
tongue inside a little.  This seemed to really excite Amy as she grabbed my
hand from underneath, a sign to tell me that she wanted my hand to really
fuck her.

"You like this don't you baby, you like my tongue slip into your asshole."
All she could do was moan in reply, very loudly as I returned my tongue.  I
managed to move harder into her, and even towards the end, managed to put
all 4 fingers inside of her.  This really drove her to the edge, but not
before her moans had affected me so much, that I managed to rub my pussy
against the back of her leg.

"Oh fuck Amy, I am close."  Amy then screamed into the pillow, a short
while later so did I.  And we both collapsed into each other.  It was
nearly 7.15 and we had to move.  Slowly I managed to get on my feet and
helped Amy up, dragging her into the shower, which would have to be very
quick.  Amy left quickly, after brushing her teeth, wrapped in her towel as
she had to go next door to her room for her clothes.  Shortly afterwards I
was finished, I quickly got dried and dressed, my hair was still damp but
would have to do.  As I made my way downstairs for breakfast.  Amy was
already finishing her breakfast, but looked very smart in casual trouser
suit.

"What did you want to tell me last night Amy about Melissa?"  I asked as I
started on my own breakfast.  Mom and dad were just finishing there morning
coffee.

"Well if you can talk to Melissa before lunch, about meeting us here, maybe
you could meet me at my classroom at lunchtime, so she can meet me before
hand, put her at ease about talking to a teacher?" replied Amy.

"Amy, that sounds like a good idea, I was going to talk to her soon when I
meet her before school."  I agreed.

"Amy, not that I think it is a bad idea.  But as you know some of your
teachers like Melissa's mum, so I think that it might be wrong, if any of
them saw you talking to Melissa, Monica may find out and question your
reasons why."

"Oh shit, I never thought of that, god there is no easy way of doing this
without it being here."  Said Amy, apologising for cursing.  Mom waved of
the apology, but sadly agreed.

"Sophie, when you talk to Melissa, try to be as discrete as possible, but
let her know we are here only to help nothing more, don't give too much
away about what we will talk about, just ask that we will explain all if
she is willing to meet us."  I nodded in agreement.  Amy soon left giving
me a kiss on the lips and spoke in my ear, so that no one else could here.

"I love you Sophie, this morning your tongue did fantastic work, will see
you later in class."  She kissed me again, said goodbye to our parents,
before heading out the door.

"Mom, dad, Amy said the nicest thing last night.  She is very happy to be
part of this family and that you have adopted her, that she wants to change
her name to Amy Green."

"Really?" asked mom.  I nodded.  "Mark, maybe you can find out what she
would need to do, if that is really what she wants to do?"

"And I thought this week was going to be quiet at work."  Dad chuckled.

"Thank you both for all your support, it means so much to both of us, and
hopefully Melissa."  Soon we all helped tidy up the kitchen and headed out.
Again Melissa was waiting when I reached her house.  I still had not caught
a glimpse of either of Melissa's family, not that I wanted to.  As we
walked I approached the subject of coming to my house.

"Melissa, do you think your mum minds that you hang around with me?"  I
asked timidly.

"Actually, she doesn't really know, I have not told her."  She replied.

"Can I ask why, not that I feel that not telling them about me makes me
feel any less a friend.  I just want to know, so that I don't feel like I
am getting you in trouble if I am your friend."

"Sophie, it's not you, it's me, she has no idea who I am anymore.  She
never listens or pays attention to what I have said to her in years, so now
I just don't bother.  She does not seem at all interested in what I do."

"Well do you think you could come to my house tonight?"  I offered

"What?"  She seemed shocked at the suggestion.

"Well I want to be friends with you, and spend more time with you at my
house, that's what friends do, and I don't think I would enjoy it at your
house.  Sorry."

"It is ok, I wouldn't want to go to my house either, you really want me to
visit your home, what will your parents say, they may know my mum and want
you to stay away from me?"

"To be honest with you, my parents suggested you visit.  They want to meet
you.  I told them about you last night and as I said I mentioned about
finding your father and about getting you away from your mum."

"After all you told them, they still want me to come home with you
tonight?"

"They have some ideas, but would like you to discuss it with them directly,
if you can trust them?"

"That sounds wonderful; you and your family sound great, I only wish mine
could be that way."

"But there is something else Melissa.  Someone else I want you to talk to,
but you have to promise to keep it a secret?"

"Who is it?"

"Remember I told you about someone else who had a bad life with her parents
and people around her, she told me she wants to help you as well, but
telling you about her would mean you cannot tell anyone.  I want to trust
you Melissa and if you say you will keep it a secret, then I will tell
you?"

"I promise that I will never tell anyone about anything, if you don't want
me to.  Whatever you say to me stays between us.  Unless like yesterday
either of us asks permission to tell others."

"That is all I needed to here.  My parents know a teacher at school, and
kind of adopted her, because of her past, she has not been able to trust
people and spent the past 8 years practically alone, no friends or
anything.  So about a week ago my parents offered her room at home to stay,
to support her, like I have with you.  We all need help sometimes and so
far my parents have done me very proud.  They really want to help you and
my teacher."

"Your parents sound even better, I really can't wait to meet them and who
is the teacher?"  Asked Melissa.

"Miss Taylor, my English teacher."

"I never had her as a teacher, but I do know who you mean.  I see her in
the library a lot.  I don't see her with many teachers; I suppose having no
friends makes you give up on people.  But if she wants to help also, then
obviously you and your parents have helped her very much."

"They have, Amy has changed so much in a week."

"Amy, is that her first name?"  I can't believe I let that one slip.

"Yes, erm, I call her Amy when were in the house, we have become really
good friends, like sisters."

"So does she help with your homework, I am terrible with English, she could
help me when I visit?"

"Actually at home we are Amy and Sophie, not teacher student, so a part
from asking how our day went, school is never, ever mentioned.  This is
very important to me that Amy is treated as a friend, not a teacher, I
don't mean to sound harsh, but it must remain secret that Amy is not
mentioned at school; especially that she lives with a student and her
family.  Please understand that we are trying to help each other and I
really believe Amy can help you."

"If it is that important to you Sophie, Amy's name will never leave my lips
outside your home, unless like now when we can talk without others
listening.  But at school, don't worry, I don't interact with teachers
accept in class, so even though I might see her, I will just ignore her.  I
hope she understands that I mean nothing by it."

"She won't, we do the same, like this morning I have a class with her first
thing, but we just act like normal in school, she is the teacher, I am the
student.  Nothing more."  I finished as we had just arrived at school, I
think I told her enough, none of it really a lie.

"So want to meet for lunch later at the usual place, and we could discuss
me meeting your family tonight?"  She asked

"That would be great, till later then."  This time she hugged me, which I
returned before we went our separate ways.

As I entered class, I caught Amy's eye, and sent the message silently that
things with Melissa were ok, surprisingly she seemed to understand, and
gave me one slight nod before returning to look around at the other
students.  I took my seat as normal at back as we went over Monday's
homework.  We had a group discussion about what we understood about the
play we were reading.  Then wrote some notes about what the class had
agreed, before the bell finally went.  I wasn't last to leave but I did say
a quick bye to Miss Taylor and left for double science.  After science I
grabbed another sandwich and drink from the canteen before joining Melissa
at our usual lunch spot.

"Did you speak to Amy about the meeting tonight?"  Asked Melissa

"No, as I said anything of a personal nature, is only discussed at home,
not during school."

"Sorry, I should have realised that."

"Don't apologise for asking a question, were friends now, keeping secrets
and sneaking around is all new to you, so if you don't understand anything,
ask, and if I don't understand something, I will ask you or discuss it at
home with my family."

"In the 3 days I have known you, I have been so happy.  I really wondered
at one point why I even bothered with friends in the first place.  But I
realised since being friends with you, what true friendship is.  All those
other people who stopped being my friend years ago, we not really my
friends, if they had come to me and told me about why they had to end the
friendship, I believe that maybe I could have at least felt they still
wanted to be friends but that there parents influence was too strong to go
against.  But that is all in the past now, and being here with you, knowing
that no matter what you will remain my friend through all my faults, makes
me believe that life is finally worth something."

"It is hard to meet someone you connect with and to stick by each other.
What we have is special; being with you really makes my day.  I get so
excited to leave home now so I can meet you, or when we meet for lunch.
And when I get to walk home with you, I feel relaxed and very happy for the
company."

"So I guess having the teacher leaving with you is your big secret?"  Asked
Melissa.

"I won't lie and say it is, I have other secrets, but unfortunately I can't
discuss them with you for a while."  This saddened Melissa.  "Melissa I
know we promised no secrets between us, that friendship is built on not
keeping secrets, but there are things that I know, I have trouble dealing
with and that I have made promises to other people to not reveal them.
Please understand, that in a way I am protecting you from knowing certain
things, but soon you will find out, there will be a time where a secret can
be a burden more than a responsibility, and this secret I have, I do not
which to keep secret for much longer, but I did promise that I would keep
it, until a time when people can know.  Please believe me; I don't want to
lose you Melissa."  She had a tear in her eye as did I, then we hugged.

"I do believe you Sophie, I guess I thought I would know everything about
you, but you also have integrity if you are willing to keep your promise
not only to me but to others as well.  You are a great friend, the best,
and you mean a lot to me.  What you have done is given me complete faith
and trust in you.  So whenever you want to tell me or if it is never, I
understand, I suppose some things are worth hiding."

"They are and thank you for understanding."  We quietly ate our lunch, not
only digesting the food, but the information we had given each other.
After we had finished eating, lunchtime was nearly over.

"Sophie, when we meet after school, it will be ok if I come over to your
house?"

"Yes, I would love for you to meet my family; I have never had a friend
over."

"Never?"  I shook my head.

"No.  But things are better now I have you, you can come whenever you
want. You can even stay for dinner if you want?"

"That sounds so nice, I can't believe how excited I am, even though it
maybe a tough night when we discuss my mum and stuff."

"Whatever happens tonight is about what you want, so if we talk about it,
it will only be if you agree.  Don't think I am just inviting you to talk
with my parents.  We can just hang out in my room, play on the computer or
listen to music.  We could read or just talk all afternoon.  Whatever
happens, I don't want to force you into doing anything you do not want to,
and neither will my parents or Amy.  We all just want to get to know you
better, and as friends, help you if we can or if you want?"

"You are so wonderful; you speak so much from the heart it amazes me.  OK
then, I'll meet you at the front gates and go to your house together and
see how things go."

"Agreed."  We hugged again before going our separate ways to class.  I
would see her one more time in music class before meeting at the front
gates.