Not First with Both? Even Better
Anna was waiting for me with her legs spread as she lay back on the bed.
Her sex was already wet enough from kissing alone, so there was no need for much in the way of foreplay. I moved in slowly, pulled down the string panties she was wearing—those flimsy little things that were almost worse than wearing nothing at all—hooked them around one leg, and pushed my cock inside her.
"Haaah...!"
Anna moaned at the feeling of being filled right down to her lower belly.
Hearing that, Michel said with a worried look on her face, "Ian, this is Anna's first time, so be gentle with her, okay?"
"Yeah, got it."
I couldn't take my eyes off Anna, the way you couldn't stop staring at a child left alone by the water's edge. But contrary to Michel's concern, Anna accepted me smoothly, without resistance.
"Ah, Anna. So your wish is finally coming true. I'm really happy for you."
Before I knew it, Michel was so absorbed she looked like she was watching a romance film.
To her eyes, we must have seemed like a shy young couple at last confirming the feelings we'd spent so long hiding from each other.
I wasn't quite as swept away as Michel, but I was caught up in the mood more than I'd expected. It was an absurd situation, with my lover watching from beside us, and yet after hearing Anna's honest feelings for the first time, my heart had been pounding since a moment ago.
"Anna, I'm going to move."
"Mm-hm..."
I began to rock my hips forward and back at a leisurely pace. Even if I wasn't moving fast, I could feel every detail of Anna's body around me, and that wasn't a bad feeling at all.
"Hah, ah... h-hah...!"
"How is it? Is it okay?"
"Mm-hm... It feels good."
But the slower I moved, the more restless I became. Under normal circumstances we'd have been slamming our bodies together like lunatics, but with Michel right there, I couldn't do that, and the frustration in my lower body kept building.
Then Anna's tightly closed lips parted.
"I-Ian..."
"Yeah?"
"You can go harder. So Ian can feel better... more..."
So she really had spent enough time with me to know me by heart. She read my mind at once.
I didn't hesitate and increased the strength of my thrusts.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
"Hah! Ah...! Ngh!"
Anna's plump body jolted with every hard stroke against my lower half. Even with that sexy little pair of panties still on her, the swelling weight of her breasts was becoming an aphrodisiac all by itself.
"Kgh, Anna!"
"Ahh...! Ian, hah!"
Hearing my name instead of Master felt strangely unfamiliar.
Still, the pleasure in her pussy was exactly the same, so I kept driving my hips forward.
Thwack. Thwack, thwack.
"Anna, did you really like me that much?"
I knew the answer already, but I asked anyway because I wanted to hear her say it in her own words.
"Hah! Ngh... y-yes. I did... "
"Then why didn't you confess?"
"Hah... I thought I didn't really... suit you, Ian... ngh."
"Then why did you confess this time?"
"While I was talking with Teacher Michel... haah... the teacher told me I could be more confident too, and she gave me courage..."
I could picture Michel speaking gently to Anna, saying warm things to her.
She cared more than anyone about her students, so of course she would have encouraged Anna with sincere kindness.
Her behavior today had been embarrassing, but I could feel again that everything she did came from love—for her lover, and for her student.
"Then be brave and confess one more time."
"I-Ian... I like you... "
She had hesitated for so long to say what was in her heart, so those few words hit me with startling force.
Anna was as precious to me as Michel.
If it hadn't been for her, I would already be dead in this world.
She had always been on my side, always understood everything I did, and the thought that our feelings had finally reached each other made emotion swell in my chest.
"I like you too, Anna!"
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.
"Nnnh! I-Ian... ahh!"
My piston-like thrusts grew more violent, and her grip around me tightened in response.
I had forgotten the promise to be gentle and was hammering down on Anna like a beast in heat.
"Ah! Ngh! Hah! I like it...!"
Was she feeling this sex as something special too, the way I was?
Her voice, coming out in gasps, grew sweeter and more wanton by the second.
But only for a moment. Before long, under the relentless pounding of my hips, she started making filthy little sounds.
"O-ohh! Right there, deeper...! Hah, ngh...! Oooh!"
Her shameless cries fired me up even more, and I leaned over her, pinning my upper body to hers while I kept stabbing into her pussy.
No matter how much I stretched her from the inside, her walls clamped around my cock as if they were alive.
"Nnngh, ah! Huh! M-Master...!"
Anna could no longer hold back her excitement and had turned back into a bitch in heat.
I wondered if it was really okay to let her act like this in front of Michel, but I was so aroused myself that I couldn't stop my hips.
"Ngh! Mmmh! Ooh...! Master, I love you, Master... haaah!"
I didn't want to leave those cute, confessing lips alone.
I pressed our bodies together completely, sealed our mouths, and tangled my tongue with hers.
Slurp, mmph... chuurp, smooch... haaah.
Her scent and taste were sweet.
The feel of her breasts crushed against me, their warmth, was gentle too.
And the pressure squeezing my cock with such diligence held more than simple lust; it carried affection, a feeling directed at me.
I was feeling Anna through every sensation in my body, and before I knew it my climax surged up so quickly I called her name in desperation.
"Anna! I'm going to cum!"
"Yes, Master, please give me your cum!"
Even after our feelings had truly reached each other, I could feel that she still wanted to remain a bitch for me.
Thinking that was just like Anna, I shoved my cock in hard and came.
"Hah! Ngh... ooh!"
I drove hard into her cervix, making Anna tremble with pleasure so she could feel even more of it.
We stayed pressed together for a moment longer, then parted, and the condom full of semen followed my withdrawn glans out of her pussy.
"Haah, haah... haah..."
The sound of both of us catching our breath filled the bed.
Beyond that, there was only silence.
Then Michel's voice came.
"Master...?"
I flinched and looked at her. She was staring blankly, muttering to herself as if she couldn't make sense of what she'd just seen.
"Somehow... it doesn't look like this is the first time for you two..."
So it was coming to this after all.
Neither Anna nor I had been in any state to properly think about Michel. Anna calling me Master during her first time was strange, and the way she accepted me so naturally had made Michel's suspicion perfectly reasonable.
"..."
The heart that had been racing with sexual excitement now pounded with tension instead.
I stole a glance at Anna, but her eyes were full of confusion, and she looked like she couldn't spare the effort to judge anything yet.
...Right. We should talk.
It was true that I'd been drawn by instinct toward another woman, and that was a cruel thing to do to Michel. I'd already prepared myself for this moment, and though it was late, I needed to tell her the truth and ask for her forgiveness.
Of course, I couldn't reveal every relationship I had.
Even if she didn't want it, my conquests had to continue.
Not just because of lust, but because it was part of eliminating the obstacles that stood in the way of my survival.
(Though my feelings for the women I met along the way were sincere too.)
Someday I would have to reveal everything, but at the very least, I felt that my relationship with Anna was something I should tell Michel now.
Thinking that far, I opened my mouth carefully.
"Michel, the thing is..."
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I told Michel the truth.
I took my time explaining everything as clearly as I could so there would be no misunderstanding: that I had been involved with Anna for quite a while already, that we had deep feelings for each other but hadn't made it official, and so on.
Afterward, Anna added her own explanation, and when we were done, both of us made sure to apologize sincerely.
"I see."
When Anna and I lifted our bowed heads, Michel gave that answer.
Her reaction was calmer than I expected.
I had thought she'd be upset, since it wasn't as if I'd gotten permission and simply juggled two relationships openly, but her face was peaceful instead.
"Michel, are you okay?"
"Huh? About what?"
"No, I just thought you might get angry."
"Oh, no. It's actually a relief."
A relief?
She hadn't said she was angry, or even that she'd resigned herself to it. She'd said it was a relief.
Michel ignored our dumbfounded expressions and went on as if this were the most natural thing in the world.
"I've been really worried about Anna for a long time. At school, and in life too, you need at least one person you're close to so you can draw strength from them, but Anna's so shy she hardly opens up to anyone. And now it turns out she didn't just have someone close to her—she had someone she liked. I'm genuinely glad."
From where I stood, it was a reason I never would have imagined.
Was that because she was a teacher?
No, not every teacher was like Michel.
It was simply because she was that warm-hearted.
"And you've been right there beside Anna this whole time, while still loving me steadily, haven't you? So I guess I've confirmed how you feel about me too, and that makes me happy."
I remembered everything Michel and I had shared up to now.
She had always affirmed what I said and believed in me.
When I was falsely accused at school, of course—but even right up to this very moment.
Even when she was too busy to see me often, even when I couldn't pay enough attention to her because of something else, Michel had always looked at me from the same place with an unwavering heart.
Maybe because I felt that truth again, she seemed even more beautiful now, and the feelings inside me began to grow larger still.
She was dressed in pink fishnet and a pig-ear headband, which rather spoiled the emotional majesty of the moment, but still.
"Besides, not knowing that made me all fluttery on my own, so it's a little embarrassing."
Michel said it teasingly, but I couldn't laugh along and apologized again.
"...Sorry."
Michel answered with an easy, "It's fine," and turned her gaze to Anna.
"Then that means Anna's made a lot of memories with Ian already, right? Next time, tell your teacher all about them, okay? I'll tell you things too. Let's talk nonstop about Ian together!"
Anna, still dazed, nodded, and Michel continued.
"And Anna? Since you're Ian's girlfriend now too, you don't have to call him Master anymore."
"Oh, n-no... I-I like calling him that..."
Michel's eyes widened in surprise.
"Really? I thought Ian had made you do that..."
To soften, even a little, the image of me as a pervert living in Michel's head, I hurriedly said, "Anna has kind of unusual tastes."
"I-I see. Well, tastes are varied. Love comes in all kinds of forms too. Anna, you can love him however you want!"
Anna's face turned so red she looked like she might explode.
"And Ian? Just because Anna's tastes are like that doesn't mean you get to treat her carelessly, okay?"
She sometimes looked like a proper teacher even when it was just the two of us, but today, with two students in front of her, it was even more pronounced than usual.
When I told her I understood, Michel smiled brightly and came closer to me.
"If it wasn't your first time with Anna, then I don't have to hold back either, do I? I've been looking forward to being with you today too, you know."
"Yes... I hope Teacher can feel good too."
It was a strange feeling, hearing two women talk about me like I wasn't there.
But I didn't have time to dwell on that, because my attention was seized by the sight in front of me.
Michel, her entire body wrapped in fishnet, had dropped onto all fours and thrust her hips up at me.
As if that weren't enough, she even reached one hand behind herself and spread her netted folds wide open for me to see.
"Ian... do me♡"
Her sultry voice prickled against my ears.
Drawn in by that, I picked up the condom.
Right now, in return for Michel's generosity and affection, I had the duty to satisfy her properly.
I nodded and stepped closer. Instead of clutching my pounding heart, I took hold of her hips.
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