Please Help me with a story

[charandjo]

First you need to know it's completely true. This lady was the love of my life and it has taken years for me to come to grips with her loss.

I don't want to come across as a basket case, but it would be a great comfort to clean up the grammer and what ever else needs to be done.

It's somewhat in tune with times of teacher/student relationships, but a story that went on discreetly for years and about lust, love and deep admiration.

I simple break down when I try to move on.

 

[charandjo]

The story

I grew up in a small town in Missouri beside the Mississippi river. (Swamp East Missouri) as we called it. My dad had been a sergeant during World War II and raised 2 boys to be well disciplined, self sufficient and respectful. My mother was largely self-educated and had always aspired for me the youngest of 3 to be a doctor. At any rate she made sure I was exposed to culture, refined people and the like.

I enjoyed the trips we made to St.Louis and Memphis to see concerts and special exhibitions. I loved the study of ancient history and was considered to be the source by my fellow classmates as well as some teachers.

Mom had heard that Nashville, TN. was hosting the Tutankhamen exhibit and made plans for us to go. I mentioned this to my history teacher and she was beside herself and said that she wished she could go as well, but had an old car and was worried about it making the trip. I asked her if we could use the phone in the school office and she took me there.
I called mom and told her of the teacher’s dilemma and she graciously asked her to come along with us.

My teacher was delighted and gave me a hug that would make a sailor blush. We all decided that we would leave Friday right after school and make the 4 hour trip, check into a hotel downtown and go to the exhibit in the morning as well as take in some other sites as well.

Up until this point I never looked at my teacher as anything other than a great teacher and respected her very much. That Changed!

When I seen her Friday morning at school I was awestruck. She had her hair and nails done, her makeup was perfect. She wore a 2 pc suit with a skirt that struck just above her knee. She was turning heads with every step she took. When I got to her class I told her how fantastic she looked in private and she accepted my complement with a big smile and the line (I’m happy the gentleman approves!)

When we left school to begin the trip she rejected my offer of the front seat to her and said she would sit in back and enjoy the scenery. Mom said no wonder her son loved her class so much, with a teacher as beautiful as her and explained to her that my dad had raised me to appreciate and respect the beauty of a woman. She told my mom that I was the only “Man” that had complemented her.

Fast forward 3 hours; the teacher had reclined with one leg on the seat causing her skirt to ride up almost to her stocking top, all the while chatting on about school, her job and history. I would turn and talk to her and I knew she could see my eyes drift toward her legs and the high heel she dangled from her toes. I also knew she was enjoying teasing me because her skirt would creep ever so painfully higher up her leg until I could see the black strap of her garter holding her hose.



I was concerned if my penis would bleed from the erection I had, and thanked God I had some home work to occupy me to get my mind off my teacher’s legs.

We stop at a gas station and I quickly got out and first opened the door for mom and then quickly opened the door for my teacher. Mom was busy with the attendant and if I was awestruck before I was knocked out when my teacher got out of the car. As if in slow motion she set her right foot on the ground as her skirt rode all the way up and I could see her black panties and that white creamy area of her thighs. I swear I could even smell her scent... She made solid eye contact with me leaving no doubt that she knew exactly what she was doing and wanted me to reap the full benefit. Her smile was all the approval I needed to look at her womanhood, yet I still had reservations and tried to be a gentleman.

I got the same performance when she got back into car. When we got to the hotel mom surprised me by booking 3 rooms and for the first time I would have a room all to myself and after the trip I had a gallon of cum built up. I must have jacked off 10 times during the night.

At dinner my teacher made my life a living hell as she spoke she would touch me either on the shoulder or on the knee. Mom and she got along as old friends and mom teased me saying that I must have seat at the front of the class as she couldn’t image her husband’s son being bashful when it came to being close to a beautiful woman. My teacher told mom that she was totally impressed with me, not only as a student but as a man as well. She explained that it was very rare to have a student that made her job as enjoyable as me and that she quickly accepted me more as a colleague and friend with a common interest than a pupil.



Saturday night found me tired and as they went off for their evening night cap I went to my room and fell asleep by 11:00. Just as I dosed off my phone rang and it was my teacher telling me how much she enjoyed the whole trip, the company and how much she appreciated the invitation to come along. She then said that we could talk in person if I unlocked the door between our rooms, I said that would be great and with us leaving late Sunday it would give us time to chat.

I quickly got up and unlocked my side and she stepped thru. In what angels must wear a long very sheer white gown, white heels and hose. As soon as she walked in she grab my face with both hands and kissed me deeply and told me that we had lots to discuss and not to be nervous as she was also a gift of sorts, one that a man of my caliper should enjoy completely. With that she explained that during her “Night caps” with mom, my mom had explained her ambitions for me and that she had hoped I wouldn’t go girl nuts at my age and ruin all that she had done and wished that there would be someway of helping me past my hormones and keep my focused. She told my mom that she wished I was 20 years older that It would be so easy for her to fall in love with her son and with tears in her eyes told mom that I was everything she could every want in a man. My mom then told her as a woman she should know that I would as my brother had been introduced to sex by a prostitute paid for by his father. It was the one unforgivable thing that he had done and had haunted their marriage ever sense.

My teacher said they both cried their eyes out and then my mother asked her to be my first. She told me that at first she was dumbfounded and then after a few minutes she told my mother that she did have feeling for me and had suppressed them for a long time. Mom told her that she knew I was also infatuated with her. So if I accepted her gift it would be not just tonight but many other times as well and that it would be of my choosing when the relationship would end, no one else. The outfit was my mother’s idea as she wanted it to be somewhat like a wedding gown and that she had her totally blessing and loved her as friend and would feel no remorse.

With that I again kissed her and reached out to touch her thighs, she stood and let her gown sink to the ground and said tonight would be her night as she had fantasized many times about me and how she would seduce me. She laid back on my bed and pulled me on top of her while guiding my lips to her nipples, I sucked and licked her 42dd breasts
And she cooed, telling me to never stop and how she had dreamed of me doing just that for hours. She then told me to undress and get back in bed as I did I thought that I would also do things of my fantasy as well and I reached for the waist band of her panties and slowly pulled them off of her. I stood a few seconds and marveled at the creature before me and lay back down on top of her and resumed my feast of her breasts and her kisses.

She then rolled with her on top and said that she wanted to taste me and her tongue licked my face, probed my mouth and she slowly worked her way down to my aching cock and she sucked each ball as if she intended to eat them and as soon as she sucked my cock it exploded into her beautiful mouth and she sucked me so hard it did hurt some but it was fantastic. She then rolled back with me o top and hump her hips until my cock was in her.
I slowly very slowly pumped myself in her, she then looked at me and said with tears that she loved me and that she was mine completely and that no man ever possessed a woman as I possed her. She then raised her legs even further until my cock fell out as I said I was sorry and attempted to renter she said not in my pussy….lower in my ass. She cried and moaned as she worked me into her ass, saying that no one had ever had her as I had her and she wanted me in her no matter how much pain it caused. Eventfully I was inks far as I could go and she was wild with desire and begged me to fuck her ass hard and for me to cum in her ass. I came so hard and for so long I felt dizzy.

She went to the bath and returned with a warm wash cloth and bathed my cock and balls as if she had a sacred object. We laid in each others arms and kissed, I again went to her breasts and suckled them... I asked her to show me her pussy, I said I wanted to see it up close, she said whatever you want and that I had to understand that it wasn’t for me to ask, but yet for her to give what ever I wanted. I moved down in the bed and she spread her legs wide to show me. I slowly pulled her lips apart looking at each fold and gazed at the opening to her womb. I noticed that each time I would rub this little nub of flesh towards the top she would moan with pleasure. I then leaned in and licked her from her red sore ass to that little bud. Eventfully I felt her hands close behind my head and her legs clamp my face and she squirted my mouth full of a sweet liquid, and then begged me to stop and fuck her.

I fucked like I was on fire and the only way out was to fill her with my cum. She licked me clean then scooped up more from her pussy and sucked it down as well. We went to sleep with my mouth on hers and out tongues gently licking.


The next morning was awkward to say the least. But, after much thought I simple hugged my mother and said that no one could give me any greater gift than what she had. Debbie Martin my teacher also thanked her, saying again that she was mine completely and that she would make sure I became what I was meant to be. Debbie and I remained lovers for many, many years until a drunk driver struck her in a crosswalk on beautiful day in April of 1976 she was 78 and as beautiful as ever. Her brother gave her eulogy and true to her wishes, he then gave me the urn with a small card attached that simple said “Forever Yours”

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