[This story was planned to be about Logan and his incest relationship with his mother and twin aunts. I always struggle with the opening paragraph and true to form I had many starts that got tossed. This start came out of the blue about Logan's mom, Melissa as a senior in high school and her teacher. I had also planned on making this a one chapter story instead of my usual multi-chapter stories that just run out of gas and get too big and collapse from their own weight. So now, this story is about teenager and teacher sex, twin sister lesbian sex, mother and son sex, son and aunt sex and mother and sisters sex. It is stretched over a twenty year time line. I like it but I can never tell what my readers like. I get just as many comments liking a twist as I get disliking the same thing. My problem now is that I don't know what category to post it under, "Lesbian", "Incest/Taboo" or "Group Sex" as there is some of all of these in this story. I decided to break it into two chapters. There is some room to expand further. You decide. Hope you enjoy it.]
Melissa was eighteen years old when she fell in 'love' with Ethan McCarthy, her thirty-five year old High School Business Administration teacher. His Australian accent made her swoon and she left his class nearly every day with sopping wet panties. His strong masculine face and full head of hair, to go with his 6'3" height and lean, fit body with wide shoulders tapered to narrow hips had brought many girls as young as sixteen to offer themselves to him. He never initiated flirting with his students and had never reacted to their constant flirting either. He had always acted professional and his male co-workers were amazed at how he could possibly withstand the tsunami of teenage pussy being heaped on him year after year. Ethan had successfully run the mine-field of horny high school girls throughout his career.
He had recently received his Doctorate in Business Economics from Harvard and this would be his last year of teaching. He had plans to parlay his PhD into some serious money. He had offers from many Fortune 100 companies. This fact, and the fact that Melissa was by far the most beautiful of the hundreds of girls, who had thrown themselves at his feet, had weakened his resolve. He had begun responding to her flirting.
Melissa was gorgeous. She was 5'10" with long wavy auburn hair. She had all the curves in all the right places. She had a larger than average bust line that she didn't flaunt. She never dressed sexy like so many of the other girls did. Her eyes were the first thing everyone noticed about her. They were larger than usual; the whites of her eyes were unblemished and brighter than normal and her irises were emerald green with flecks of gold. Her nose was slightly pinched and narrow and it turned up slightly at the end. Her lips were full and her teeth were perfect from braces when she was younger and they were bright white. Her smile was captivating.
Melissa's father had died of a heart attack four years ago. He had left his family in good financial condition. Her mother was sickly and Melissa often had to care for her six year old twin sisters. She adored them but she was planning out her future and her mother and the twins were cramping up her options.
Melissa had been flirting with Mr. McCarthy for many months after school, while she waited for the second bus to take her home.
Mr. McCarthy had never made the first move with Melissa but he was getting erections while flirting with her and he was resorting to jerking himself off in the men's room after she left.
Melissa wanted so badly to make a move but she was sure he would rebuff her and she would be absolutely mortified if that happened. She did notice that he was starting to flirt back with her, which was new. Her friends pointed out that he had never done that before. They were pushing her hard to make a run on him. She was still reluctant. Besides, she knew it was wrong.
Ethan had decided that he would make his erection obvious to her when their flirting caused him to have one. When she noticed it the first time, she was stunned. Her eyes dropped to his groin and her jaw fell. Her eyes went back to his face and he was smiling at her. Her eyes dropped back down again and he intentionally made his cock jump in his pants. It was impossible not to notice. Melissa's heart was pounding out of her chest. She was sure he could hear it. She didn't know what to do. She quickly excused herself and literally ran to the ladies room and finger-fucked herself for all of thirty seconds before she exploded into an orgasm.
Ethan had watched her go and based on how fast she had fled, he figured he had pushed it too far and scared her away. He knew for all of a teenage girl's flirting and false bravado, most were scared to death at the moment of truth. He had already decided that he was going to be good either way.
He was pleased when she came back the next day. When he flexed his cock in his pants again, she looked down and watched it move around in his pants and then looked back to his face and said, "Is that a gun in your pants or are you just glad to see me." She had seen a movie with that line in it and she thought it was funny and appropriate for this circumstance. He laughed and looked at her for a moment and said, "Melissa, I'm really glad to see you. I was afraid you got scared off after last time."
Melissa had realized that if his erection had been an accident, he would have made that clear and reacted far differently than he had. She was now convinced that Mr. McCarthy was interested too. She understood that he couldn't make any overt moves, but she was convinced that all she had to do was work up the courage when they were alone in his classroom after school.
Another week of flirting every day after school went pretty much the same way. Melissa was fascinated by Mr. McCarthy jumping cock. She had seen penises on the internet and in adult magazines that her friends passed around, but she had never seen a real one. Ethan was on the verge of deciding that Melissa was content to just flirt with him. That was fine with him. He really liked Melissa. She was a particularly bright girl and aside from the flirting, they spent most of their time together talking about business management theory. He was struck with how well she presented her thoughts on the subject.
On the next Monday afternoon, their flirting continued and actual discussions of sex entered their discourse. This new subject matter caused Mr. McCarthy to get an erection and she was expecting it. Her heart was hammering in her chest when she reached forward and put her hand on his pants and looked him straight in the eyes. She dragged her finger tips along his cock and he moaned from her touch. She was delighted with his reaction.
After first contact, things moved quickly. His first action was to get out of his chair. She was thinking, 'Oh oh, not good'. She was relieved that he had only gone to the classroom door and locked it. When he returned to his chair, Melissa unzipped his pants and reached inside and wrapped her hand around his cock. She was shaking, she was so nervous. She didn't take her eyes off his, even when she pulled his hard cock from his pants.
From the internet she knew the basics of giving a handjob and a blowjob and she had practiced on a cucumber. She started with a handjob and she was surprised that his shaft was so hard and firm yet the tip of his cock was spongy and velvety soft. His cock was seven inches long and consistent in diameter from what she had seen on the internet. Sure, there were huge cocks but she couldn't imagine that those things would go anywhere in her.
