Date: Sun, 13 May 2018 02:57:07 +0930
From: Amanda Stern <astern50@gmail.com>
Subject: Double Trouble - Chapter 4 (Bi)

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DOUBLE TROUBLE -- CHAPTER 4

I walked back into the classroom in a complete daze. Indeed I spent the
whole afternoon in that state. The absence of any sniggering when the bell
went to end the day, or of any subsequent letters of complaint from
parents, suggested that I had somehow managed to teach something in a
vaguely coherent way. But when I got back home I had no recollection of
what it might have been. I can only suppose that I had operated on
autopilot.

All I could think about was what I had done at lunchtime. In the staff
toilet. With two twins who were scarcely past puberty ...

It was my student, Megan, who lured me there. But as I found out later, she
had help from her brother Max. He had sent me carefully timed text messages
to get me first to look under the desk at his sister's naked quim, then to
expose my cock to her in the same fashion. The final one had induced me to
meet up with her in a male bathroom that, in an all girls' school, was
rarely used.

The total lack of judgment and restraint I had shown throughout all my
dealings with the twins had continued apace after that. I had fucked Megan
up against a cubicle wall like a cheap whore. It was hard to say who had
enjoyed it more. But there was still one more stunning twist to come, when
Max walked in on us -- dressed, as was often his way, in his sister's
uniform and wearing the same makeup.

He had strolled into the school, figuring that anyone who saw him would
assume it was Megan. He had made sure to stay well away from parts of the
school likely to be frequented by anyone from Megan's class, and was on the
lookout in particular for any of her friends. I would have thought he was
taking a big risk, but he had brushed it off. Even in the short time I had
known the twins, it had become clear that not only were they mature beyond
their years, they were utterly fearless when it came to getting what they
wanted. I was just lucky that this currently happened to be me ...

Of course I was no more able to resist the prospect of having sex with Max
than had been the case with his sister. In no time at all, I was sitting on
the toilet, with Max on his knees sucking my rampant cock and Megan
standing on the seat so that I could eat out her sweet pussy. The fact that
it was still leaking the cum I had deposited there not fifteen minutes
earlier should have reduced the attraction -- but somehow it didn't.

Just when I thought that things couldn't get any more exciting, they did.
At Megan's urging, I wrapped my lips around Max's slim teenage dick, while
she gave him what I later discovered was called a rim job, running her
eager tongue round his puckered asshole.

 It was only the second time I had tasted cock and I had already decided I
liked the feeling of having hard, throbbing man meat in my mouth. I wasn't
sure whether this was because it belonged to a beautiful young boy who was
every bit as gorgeous as his sister, but for the moment I didn't care. I
slurped away enthusiastically, gagging a little as I tried to take as much
of him as possible. I was clearly going to have to practice, as Max seemed
to have no difficulty swallowing all of me -- and mine was a lot thicker.

As I joyfully tested out my oral skills (or lack thereof), I started to
wonder what it would be like if Max came in my mouth. The idea was
exhilarating, and I found myself stroking my own tool in a state of some
excitement. But I was not to find out, because Megan had other ideas -- and
outstanding ones they were too.

She had me resume my seat, then lathered my rock hard cock with a lubricant
that Max had brought with him. To my delight, Max straddled me, facing
away, and then sat down until the tip of my straining organ was positioned
against the entrance to his back passage. Slowly, he lowered himself on to
me. He had to press hard to get the engorged glans inside him, and gave a
grunt of satisfaction as he managed it.

I groaned in sheer pleasure as I reacquainted myself with the amazing
feeling of being inside a young boy's tight ass. To have felt Megan's fresh
and youthful pussy gripping my dick had been heaven. To get the opportunity
soon afterwards to be inside her twin brother was sheer perfection. Right
then, I genuinely could not have said which I preferred.

I was ready to start fucking Max, but Megan was not finished. She got Max
to sit down as far as he could go, so that he was squatting on my belly
with my full length inside him. Then she straddled her brother. To my
amazement, she imitated what he had done to me, lowering herself until his
erect dick was inside her lubed up ass.

"Megan!", I said shocked. "Have you had anal sex before?"

"Of course", she said, laughing. "When I saw how much Max enjoyed being
done that way by our cousin, I got him to try it out on me as well. I
prefer it in my cunny, but it makes a nice change -- especially as I've
already had you in there today. Now, can we get on with the fucking? I
don't know about you, but I'm ready to come again!"

The casually vulgar way she talked about sex was astonishing -- and also a
big turn on. As if I needed it right now ...

Max got the ball rolling by starting to plunge up and down on my pole. I
figured he would quickly get tired doing that, with Megan's weight on him
as well, so I used my hands to help lift him up and down. That had the
added bonus of thrusting him up and into his sister, who squealed as she
was impaled from below. Her excitement was increased by a combination of
Max using one hand to fondle her minuscule titties, and her own fingers
rubbing her exposed clitoris.

Megan's squeals were just starting to lengthen into one continuous moan,
when the outer door to the bathroom was opened and we heard someone come
in. The three of us froze in mid fuck. We heard steps as whoever it was
crossed the floor and came over to the cubicles.

Looking down, I suddenly realised that three pairs of feet might be visible
under the cubicle door to anyone who bent down. I waved my hands
frantically in front of the twins, motioning what I wanted them to do.
Mercifully, they understood and lifted their legs off the floor. I exhaled
involuntarily as I found myself bearing the full weight of the two teens.

"Are you all right in there?" asked a concerned voice, which I instantly
recognised. There weren't too many candidates, after all.

"I'm okay Pardeep, it's just a stomach upset", I called. "It's Adam", I
added rather unnecessarily. Pardeep Singh was one of the few other male
teachers at the school. We got on well enough, though we didn't have a lot
in common. If I were rumbled just being in the bathroom with two
half-dressed teens, let alone with my cock deep inside one of them, I could
not expect him to stay quiet about it.

"Well it sounded like you were having a baby or something", he said. He had
clearly heard Megan's moaning. "Do you want me to get you a doctor?"

"No, no", I replied quickly, "I'll be fine, really. Sorry, er, for the
sound effects."

The two slender bodies on top of me were both trembling. I took that to be
a sign that they were afraid of being detected, until I realised they were
actually trying to suppress giggles. To compound matters, Max started
wiggling his butt, as best he could pinned between me and his sister. This
had the merit of keeping me good and hard, but I was terrified he was going
to make a sound that I couldn't possibly explain away -- or cause Megan or
me to do so. I tried to will him into being still.

To my relief, Pardeep appeared to accept my reassurance. We heard him unzip
and then have a long and fairly forceful pee, which caused another round of
suppressed mirth on the part of the twins.

"Take care Adam", he called as he left the bathroom. I waited a few seconds
and then let out a sigh. "Fuck me", I breathed.

"I thought that's what we were trying to do, Mr S", said Max brightly.

"Keep your voice down", I hissed. "Honestly, you two need a good spanking!"

"Promises, promises", said Megan with a grin, but she at least spoke sotto
voce. I did think for one minute about hauling the two of them off me and
taking my hand to their behinds. But it would have made too much noise --
and besides, I wouldn't put it past them to find corporal punishment a turn
on, the little perverts.

Besides, Pardeep's intervention had only been an interruption. It hadn't in
any way lessened my desire to fuck these gorgeous children. Just as
surreptitiously exposing my cock in class had increased my arousal, not
dampened it, so there was an undeniable edge that came from the risk we
were taking. I was beginning to realise that the only thing more exciting
than having illicit sex with an underage girl and boy was to do so in the
very school where I was employed to do anything but that.

I knew that I was being insane, conducting this three way affair. But I'd
gone past the point of no return. Somewhere and somehow, I knew that I
would have to say no to the twins' crazy demands. But this wasn't the time,
not with Max impaled on my dick, just waiting for me to gift him the same
creamy tribute I had bestowed on his sister.

So I did the only thing that made sense to me just now. I solemnly
impressed on the two of them the need to be as quiet as possible ... and then
went back to bouncing Max up and down on my fleshy pole. In no time at all,
we were back into the rhythm we had previously established, except that
there was more urgency now to our fucking. It was not just that the lunch
break was ticking away. We were desperate to reach our climaxes before
somebody walked in on us again.

Megan was now bouncing herself up and down on her brother's tool, while his
hand was clamped on her pussy. Looking down, they made an incredible sight,
especially when they turned their heads and exchanged kisses. Although
watching them do that was thrilling enough, I decided I wanted in on that
action as well, ducking my head down and in to find Max's lips. He moaned
as I kissed him hard, thrusting my tongue into his painted mouth even as I
was filling up his cute little bottom.

I was still crushing his lips when he started to come. I felt him tense up
as he ejaculated into his sister's ass, his groans of ecstasy mercifully
muffled. And then Megan was coming too, as if the injection of his seed was
all she needed to push her over the edge. She let out one wail before my
hand came up and clamped over her mouth, stifling the sound before it gave
us away. I felt her body quiver as the orgasm tore through it, releasing
her only when I was sure that her cries had died away.

And now I was thrusting my hips upwards, no longer content just to have Max
plunging up and down on my straining cock, but actively pushing up and into
him, feeling like it was both of them I was fucking. The twins were already
panting from the after effects of their climaxes, but now they made little
mewling noises with each jolt of my powerful dick.

I heard an ominous crack beneath me as the plastic toilet seat gave way,
but I paid no heed. I was surging towards my orgasm now, feeling the tide
within me rising, putting every sinew into the effort of plugging Max,
savouring the tight grasp of his sphincter muscles on my glans, marvelling
at the lightness of the two slender bodies to which I was joined.

And then, just as I was starting to tire, I felt the geyser surging up from
within me and shooting cum into the young boy's heavenly hole, one last
convulsive thrust lifting both he and his sister up in the air, their gasps
mixing with my strangled cries of lust and release ...

Seriously, is it any wonder that I didn't remember anything else that
afternoon? I was both physically and emotionally spent. I vaguely recall
using paper towels to clean off the sweat, checking the coast was clear so
that the twins could make their exit, then stumbling back to the classroom,
but very little after that until I got home.

I woke up in a hurry, however, when the text arrived that evening. It was
from the number that had contacted me during class -- so therefore from Max.
The message, surrounded by hearts, said simply "A memento!" That was fine.
The photo attached to it was something else.

It had obviously been taken during that last incredible coupling -- or
rather tripling, I suppose. I have no idea exactly when it was shot, but
perhaps just after I had come. I certainly hadn't seen any sign of either
of the twins having a camera. But I could see a bottle of lube sitting on
the flat top of the toilet paper dispenser, so perhaps that's where Max had
put down his phone too -- and then picked it up to record the moment for
posterity.

Although taken at an angle, and evidently in a hurry, it clearly showed
Megan, with her beautiful little tits exposed and her skirt lifted to
reveal Max's cock buried in her ass. Her head was off to one side to reveal
her twin's face. The two them were dishevelled but grinning happily, their
glorious green eyes shining. And there behind them was me. My head was back
and my eyes were shut tight, my face distorted but clearly recognisable.
And at the bottom of the screen was my fat cock disappearing up into Max.

Fucked. That's what the twins had been, and that's what I was now. Or at
least I could be, if ever that photo was shared or discovered. Oh, they
would get in trouble too -- but nothing like what would happen to me. There
was no suggestion here that I was being threatened, and maybe it would
never come to that. But I was now entirely in their power, if I hadn't been
already. And they were too smart not to know it.

It says a lot for how profoundly disturbed my thinking had become that the
photo also gave me a tremendous boner.

It was those eyes, staring at me and ensnaring me. Plus Megan's appetising
little breasts, the nipples so stiff and inviting. And the glimpse of Max's
cock, which had tasted so good in my mouth -- and I wondered now how it
might feel if it were sticking right up into my ass rather than Megan's ...
The thought alone was almost enough to make me cream my pants.

Without meaning to, I found myself lying back on my couch, one hand wrapped
around my cock while the other held the magical picture up close so that I
could drink in every feature ...

When I had shot my load I very regretfully deleted the photo and all the
messages I'd received from Max. They were simply too dangerous to keep. I
debated sending some kind of response, but eventually decided against it.
I'd incriminated myself enough.

The best part of a week went by before I got another message from the
twins. Over that time, I saw Megan in class as usual, but she treated me as
her teacher and nothing more -- except for the gleam in her eye that
hopefully only I could recognise and decode. I also though noticed
something different in the way that I was looking at other people -- or one
type, anyway.

I had always been one to ogle attractive women -- discreetly anyway. I had
trained myself not to do that at all with young girls, because of my
professional responsibilities and indeed to avoid getting distracted in the
classroom. Megan had become a massive exception to that rule, but I still
managed to get through my days without getting similarly besotted with the
five or six other girls in my charge who could (almost) rival her beauty.

The change though was that I was beginning to notice boys. It would never
have occurred to me to have the slightest interest in my own sex -- and I
still didn't, for the most part. Grown men were still a complete turn off,
as were many younger males. But the slender, pretty ones, ... they were
suddenly catching my eye. I would find myself wondering not just how they
would feel in my arms, or how tight and hot their ass might be, but what
they were packing in their pants and what it would be like to suck them
off.

There was no question that fucking and sucking Max had either flicked a
switch in me that I had never known was there, or re-routed my sexuality.
Whatever it was, the currents inside me were definitely flowing along
somewhat different paths now ...

I was musing on this when my phone went ping. It was a message from Max,
although I had saved his number under a pseudonym just in case someone was
looking when he rang or texted. It said "Saturday 2pm, come play with our
cousin, he's keen to meet you!!!" It also gave an address, which was not
the twins' home.

The cousin could surely only be Jordan, whose name had come up several
times in conversation and who I knew had fucked both Megan and Max. But I
didn't know how old he was, what he looked like or indeed anything else
about him. Except, I guessed now, his address.

I agonised all week about whether to go. In the end, three things tipped my
decision. I was desperate to see the twins again -- and do more than see
them. I was aware of the hold they had over me and the trouble they could
so easily make for me just with that damned photo. And, I had to admit to a
curiosity as to whether my newfound interest in boys was really just
specific to Max -- or whether I had genuinely now swung over to being
bisexual.

Still, I was feeling incredibly nervous as I drove to the address I'd been
given and walked up to the front door. The house was not as well appointed
as the twins had been, but it still suggested a family that was comfortably
off. There was a car in the driveway, which was a bit of a concern. But I
couldn't believe that the twins would have had me come round if there were
any adults inside.

Megan greeted me at the door. She was obviously on a male clothing day,
because she was wearing a flannel check shirt, straight black pants and
boots. Her flaxen hair was tied back and she had no makeup. "Hi Mr S!" she
cried and offered up a kiss that was as far from platonic as it's possible
to get. She led me downstairs into a basement with a large and comfortable
rumpus room. Max was there, wearing an outfit that was, inevitably,
identical to his sister's. He waved happily at me and I smiled back.

"And this is Jordan!" I looked with interest and not a little trepidation
at the figure who rose from an armchair to greet me. He was recognisably a
relative of the twins, with the same golden skin, and quite handsome
looking. But he didn't have their green eyes, while his hair was jet black.
And he was bigger than them -- much bigger. Although he looked maybe only a
year or so older, he was around my height. From what I could see too under
the tight white t-shirt he was wearing, he had a solid, muscular body.

So, ah, not my type at all. If I had a type where boys were concerned,
which I wasn't yet prepared to concede ...

"Hi Mr S, great to meet you!" he said offering his hand. His grip was firm
and he had a confident, direct manner. His clear blue eyes seemed to bore
into me. "I've heard a lot about you from the terrible twosome."

"Have you now?" I answered in an affable tone that I hoped concealed the
butterflies in my stomach. "That's ... unfortunate." He laughed and I went
on. "I gather you guys, um, play together?"

"Sure", he said with a crooked grin. "Well, we fuck around anyway.
Literally, right?" He extended a hand and rested it on my forearm. "You
want to join the play group?"

Whatever was in the genes of this family, it didn't include flappability.
As I had been with his cousins, I was amazed at his assured and
unselfconscious manner. Here was this adult that he'd only just met, and he
was effectively inviting me into bed, as easily as if he'd been ordering a
coffee.

I wasn't at all sure about accepting. It was the twins I desired, not him.
But as I glanced over at the two of them and saw them watching me closely,
I had the clear sense my reaction was being judged. I didn't want to
disappoint them. And I'd already made my decision just by coming here.

"That's why I'm here", I said as lightly as I could. Lifting my eyebrows, I
asked the question that had been on my mind since I'd arrived. "We're not
going to be disturbed, I hope? No parents heading home or anything?"

Jordan shook his head. "We're cool, Mr S. it's only me and my mum who live
here, and she's away for the weekend. So we're good." He gave my arm a
squeeze and for a moment, I thought he was going to lean in and kiss me.
But perhaps he worked out that this might have spooked me, because instead
he simply looked over at Megan. There was no do doubt about who was in
charge here.

"Max", she said in a tone that conveyed more instruction than suggestion,
"why don't you help Mr S get comfortable?"

"Love to", replied her brother, patting the seat next to him on the sofa he
was occupying and starting to unbutton his shirt. I dutifully padded over
and sat down. He switched to unbuttoning my own top, while I finished the
job for him. And then almost before I knew it, we were in each other's
arms, kissing and running our hands over each other's bare chest and back.

God, he was so hot! I had first become enchanted with him because he was
the spitting image of his sexy sister. But now I had learned to lust after
him in his own right. With his lips melting against mine and his soft skin
under my fingertips, I was hard in seconds. And so, as my questing hand
quickly established, was he. Somehow, we carried on kissing while we
unbuckled each other's belt and unbuttoned our pants. For a moment, we were
content to fondle our swollen shafts thought the fabric of our underwear.
But then urgency won out and we were soon releasing each other's cocks from
their captivity and stroking them with a will.

I was eager to wrap my lips again around Max's hard flesh, but he clearly
had similar ideas -- and he was the one to move first. He left off kissing
me to scramble down to the floor. As his mouth closed over my throbbing
organ, I groaned and leaned back on the sofa.

After a few minutes of enjoying his oral ministrations, I opened my eyes
and looked over to the other side of the room. Megan and Jordan had not
been idle. Their clothes were scattered on the floor. She was draped over
the side of a chair, her fingers busily rubbing her bald pussy, while he
stood over her, feeding his cock into her mouth. His body was incredibly
well toned -- plainly the dude worked out regularly. His organ was also
impressively long, though smaller in girth even than Max's. From my angle I
could see the lump in Megan's throat as she swallowed him entirely. It was
an amazing sight.

Megan glanced my way and saw me watching. She relinquished her cousin's
dick and called out: "Enjoying the show Mr S?" When I nodded, she laughed,
pulled herself upright and walked slowly over. Climbing up on the sofa, she
positioned herself so that she was squatting over my head, then lowered her
snatch down on to me. As she began to grind it against my mouth I could
feel that she was already incredibly wet. Her sweet juices flooded my
tongue as I probed her slit.

After a few minutes of this, she lifted herself off and said softly:
"There's something else there you can taste." Looking round, I saw Jordan
standing beside me, gently stroking his long thin organ. Megan gently
pushed my head towards it and without thinking I opened my mouth. He took a
couple of steps forward and all of a sudden he was inside.

For a moment I froze, but then decided that if I could enjoy one boy's
cock, why not another? So I began to lick and suck it, vaguely aware as I
did so that Megan was climbing down to join Max.

He felt and tasted very similar to Max, and indeed for a moment I imagined
that it was the younger boy that I was fellating. But when I opened my eyes
and saw Jordan looking down at me, moaning in appreciation as I ran my
tongue over his glans, I decided that what I enjoyed about cocksucking was
both the feel of it and the act of giving pleasure. So there was no need to
pretend I was doing it to Max -- I could service his cousin and still be
turned on by it.

Indeed when Jordan went from passively allowing me to do my work, to
thrusting his meat in and out of my mouth, I started to get really excited.
Of course that might also have had something to do with the fact that the
twins were now taking it in turns to work their oral magic on me. I was
just wondering about whether I was going to end up coming in Max's mouth or
Megan's when they relinquished their task and suggested we swap places.

In a blink of an eye, it was Max sitting on the couch and I was on my knees
between his legs, contentedly slurping away at his lovely young cock.
Jordan had sat down next to him and the two boys were exchanging passionate
kisses. Megan, meanwhile, had her hand between my legs, gently wanking me
and playing with my balls. But it came as a shock when she worked her way
to my bottom and started gently probing my rectum.

"Sorry if this is a bit cold", she murmured, and I jumped slightly as I
felt a cool gel being applied, then gasped as she used the lube to slip a
finger inside me. I lifted my head up to protest, but Max firmly pushed it
back down on to his hard shaft.

My attention was divided now between the throbbing cock in my mouth and the
amazing sensation of Megan's digit in my ass. I moaned as she slipped a
second inside, and then again as she pressed upwards on what seemed to be a
very sensitive spot. That must be my prostate, I thought, recalling what
Max had told me the night he had slept with me and allowed me to fuck his
sweet bottom. He had had what he called an anal orgasm that night, purely
from my stimulation of his P-spot. Given the sensations surging through me
as Megan massaged and widened my virgin passage, I could now understand
what he had been experiencing.

"I think he's ready for you now", announced Megan as she withdrew her
fingers. I looked up to see Jordan break off from kissing Max and stand up,
his rampant cock jutting away from his body. And I knew with a certainty
what was about to happen ...

He must have seen the scared look in my eyes because he smiled down at me
and said: "Don't worry, Mr S, I'll be gentle." And then he was disappearing
behind me. I looked up at Max and then around at his sister. She gave me a
little nod, to say that it was all right. I wasn't at all sure that it was.
But as had happened so often the past few weeks, the moment for me to say
no had come and gone almost before I knew it. It was with almost a sense of
resignation that I closed my eyes, resumed sucking Max and prepared to be
penetrated.

I tried desperately to concentrate on the magical feel of Max's swollen
member in my mouth, rather than the one that was now gently pushing against
my ring. But it was impossible not to be preoccupied with what was
happening behind me.

I winced, recalling how much pressure I'd had to use to get inside Max's
ass, which was far more used to accommodating hard dicks than my virgin
hole. But of course I was also much bigger than Jordan. To my surprise, my
greased up rectum didn't resist the intruder too much. There was a brief
moment of discomfort and then the head of his cock was inside me. I gasped
and, temporarily forgetting Max, craned my neck around to look at the
teenage boy who was endeavouring to enter me.

"Okay Mr S?" called Jordan. He looked anxious. I opened my mouth to try and
speak, but no sound came out. I gave a convulsive jerk of my head which he
must have interpreted as a nod, because he pushed further inside me until
it felt like he would come out of the other side of my belly. I felt faint,
so profoundly wrong did it feel to have my back passage filled in this way.

Until, suddenly, it didn't feel wrong at all.

As Jordan began to thrust his long, thin organ in and out of my ass, I once
again began to experience that same stimulation of my prostate. But it was
more than that. It was as if I suddenly understood and accepted that there
was pleasure to be had in taking, not just giving. If I could enjoy a cock
in my mouth, then why not in my bottom? I could both hear and feel Jordan
getting more excited as he increased both the speed and power of his
strokes. And the faster and more desperate he became in driving himself
into me, the more excited I became.

Oh my god, I was being fucked!

Oh, My. God.

"Harder", I croaked, "fuck me harder." But even as I said that, and heard
Megan's delighted laugh, I remembered that there was something else I
should be doing. Locating Max's erection, I once again applied my mouth and
experienced the incredible feel of taking two cocks in me  at once. I was
being jolted forward now with every thrust from behind me, so that it was
hard to do much sucking. But Max was himself now starting to use his hips
to push himself into my face.

I had come here to fuck the twins. I could never have imagined that I would
be on my knees, with one dick being crammed into my mouth and another
filling my rear. And yet I was loving it.

Both boys now were grunting with exertion as they had their way with me,
with Megan urging them on, insisting that they fill me up with their spunk.
And that, I realised, was what I wanted. I wanted their cum.

And just as the thought crossed my mind, the first load arrived. It was Max
whose cock started spewing cream into my mouth. I was so surprised that I
recoiled from him and the next two jets hit me full in the face. "Oh wow",
I heard Megan say, as her brother once again located ihis target and let me
have another blast between my lips. I swallowed reflexively, barely able to
comprehend what was happening, even as Jordan's moans told me that his own
climax was arriving.

He slammed into me, grabbing my hips as he fired his seed deep in my
innards, his groans becoming full-throated and wordless cries. And I was
moaning too, even as I registered the strange taste of Max's sperm and the
spreading warmth of the liquid treasure that Jordan had buried in me.

And then Megan spoke, and all of a sudden she had my undivided attention.
"Aunt Sara!" she exclaimed, her tone one of shock. As cum dripped from my
face and pooled inside me, I looked round to see a tall, elegant woman in
her forties peering into the basement.

What the fuck is going on?" she demanded.


*To be continued*