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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
I’ve been teaching the piano for many years now and one student especially sticks in my mind. She got in contact to explain she’d had piano lessons as a child and given up and wanted to start again.
She came round and turned out to be a pretty, mid 30s blonde with an engaging personality and a gorgeous smile. Probably a size 14 but I wasn’t looking and was being perfectly professional!
The first lesson went well. She remembered quite a bit but I had to correct some of her technique. At one point I demonstrated how I’d like her to play and she remarked on my agile fingers (was she being suggestive and cheeky?) I didn’t know her well enough to make that judgment.
I did find myself checking her out a bit more after that comment though. Lovely curves I thought and I totally missed that she’d just asked me something. Had she realised where my eyes had been?
Anyway I recovered and managed to finish the lesson without further mishap. We had a friendly chat at the end and made arrangements for a regular weekly lesson. I’d be looking forward to Tuesday mornings!
2nd lesson next if people are interested. |
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
The next Tuesday rolled around and I found myself dressing a bit smarter than usual for a lesson. I opened the door to find that she’d dressed differently too. Whereas last week she’d worn a jumper, this week cleavage was on show - and what a cleavage it was! I dragged my eyes to her face to say hello and was rewarded with that smile.
She brushed past me and I caught a smell of her perfume, definitely something extra from last time. I felt my cock twitch but forced my thoughts elsewhere. Getting a hard cock whilst sitting down with a student was not a good idea!
We started and I looked forward at the music and her fingers on the keyboard - definitely away from the cleavage. However, even her fingers dancing away on the keyboard were a turn on for me - painted red, enticing me into her web.
Something anyone who’s learned the piano will know is that when describing what fingers to use on which notes you use the word fingering. Usually I have no problem using this word in lessons but today I felt myself go red when I told Jo what fingerings she should be using. If she had similar thoughts to me then she didn’t show them.
At the end of the lesson we chatted a bit more over a cup of tea and she told me a bit about herself. She’d just moved to the area with her partner (fuck) and was searching for work.
Was I imagining it or was she flirting with me? Did she know that as she leaned forward to take a biscuit she allowed me to see right down her top to her black bra. And could she see my hard cock when she looked back up?
She eventually left but there seemed to be something there. Or was that my cock talking? After all, she had a partner. Till next week she said. Lesson 3 to follow. |
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
Jo was constantly on my mind and each Tuesday was coming around too slowly. I’d find myself getting hard just at the thought of her in the last lesson.
Out of the blue, my phone beeped at the weekend and it was a message from Jo. She apologised for bothering me but explained she was having trouble with one of the pieces we’d been working on.
I talked her through it and we carried on texting each other. General chats at first that gradually became more personal. She asked if I had anyone and teased me for being single.
She also started opening up about her relationship admitting that her partner worked a lot and was too tired to do much when he got home. Sex was mostly non existent and vanilla when it happened. I hinted at my tastes without being too explicit. After all we’d only seen each other twice. She wanted to know more but had to go as her partner was home. More frustrations!
Eventually she messaged at 11 explaining her partner had gone to sleep. She was downstairs and not tired at all. Our conversation continued, getting naughtier the more we chatted. Both of us knowing we’d crossed the line but pushing it a bit further with each message.
We talked about likes and fantasies. She told me how she loved giving blowjobs but her partner David just didn’t like them (idiot!). She was very interested when I told her about tying up and blindfolding and said it’s something she’d always wanted to try.
We both admitted to being turned on by the conversation, telling each other we were playing. She told me how her fingers were sliding in and out of her soaking pussy. How she wished I was there, using my fingers to make her cum. I wanked my hard cock whilst I imagined those painted fingernails parting her pussy lips and making her cum. The thought made me cum all over my hand and stomach in a glorious release.
She told me she’d not felt that good In a long time but it couldn’t be a habit. It was a one time thing. I promised her I’d be the perfect professional when we met. Who was I trying to kid?
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
A night of erotic dreams had me waking up very horny. I’ve got morning glory at the best of times but this was ridiculous. I reviewed last nights messages which just got me harder - if that was possible.
The phone rang, startling me as though that person could see me naked and playing in bed. It was actually Jo. Her sweet voice told me she was alone as David had gone for a run and just wanted to clear the air. She was feeling guilty about last night and didn’t want to lead me on. I said I perfectly understood the situation and that we’d behave respectably in lessons as I didn’t want to lose her as a student. We chatted some more about nothing in particular and eventually said bye. It was only when we’d finished that I realised I’d been stroking myself the whole time.
After a predictable and messy finish I spent the day trying to resist texting Jo, or even thinking about her. I tried playing the piano but my playing was sloppy. Images of her smile, her body, those breasts, those fingernails all danced before my eyes as I struggled through a Bach prelude I could usually play note perfect.
The weekend and Monday went oh so slowly but at last Tuesday arrived. Right on time a knock on the door had my heart beating. I went to open it and start lesson 3...
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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That is brilliant, I love the tiny details, the black bra, the painted fingernails. The piano lessons, phone sex, will it lead to full sex? On the piano or while David's out running? Definitely got me aroused. |
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
I opened the door and was instantly hard. Let’s face it, she could have worn a bin bag and I’d have been aroused but she looked amazing. A short skirt allowed me to look at her legs for the first time. I was momentarily disappointed that she’d covered up her wonderful cleavage with a jumper till I realised that was probably all she was wearing by the shape of her nipples pushing against the fabric.
I reluctantly turned my back on her to lead the way to the piano. We sat down and started the lesson. My cock refused to soften as my eyes glanced over her body throughout the lesson. Her lips, pursed in concentration as she played, made my thoughts wonder to what it would be like to kiss them.
What did you think? Jo asked. I realised she was talking about the music and told her it was good. In reality I hadn’t been listening and I think she suspected as much. We were nearing the end of the lesson and she told me she’d forgotten her purse and couldn’t pay me. I told her to just pay me double next time but she insisted that I needed something for my time. She said this with a cheeky smile and a glint in her eye.
How about a kiss I said, instantly regretting it the moment the words were out of my mouth. I expected a slap but instead she just said ok softly. She leaned towards me and our mouths met, gently at first. The sensation was out of this world. My heart thumping and this delightful woman kissed me with a passion equal to what I was giving to her.
I wanted more but was unsure how far I should push this. My arms hugged her and I hand slid down her body, touching her bare legs. There was no resistance from her. In fact she parted her mouth and I felt the electricity as our tongues met for the first time. Touching and teasing inside our mouths. My hand on her leg moved further up and under her skirt... |
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
As my hand moved under Jo’s skirt she moved her arm and I thought she was going to stop me going further. Instead she brought her hand onto my chest, letting it drop till it rested in my lap. She traced the outline of my cock whilst we continued to kiss. My hand was now on her inner thigh.
Her legs parted and she shifted on the piano stool to give me easier access. My fingers caressed her and right when I expected to meet some sort of material I found nothing - just soaking wet and shaved pissy lips. I traced them as she gasped in my mouth.
She broke off the kiss as though to concentrate fully on what my fingers were doing. My mouth moved onto her neck, kissing her and biting her lightly. She moaned and whispered in my ear, telling me not to stop. (No chance of that)
My fingers pushed further in, juices covering them. I was rewarded with her fingers digging into my back. Had she remembered that I liked my back being scratched when we’d been texting or was it just a lucky coincidence?
My other hand snaked under her jumper and, as expected, found she was wearing nothing else. I caressed her back, pulling her into me whilst I played with her pussy and continued to kiss her neck.
She removed her hands from my back and moved them to my belt buckle. She undid it whilst whispering in my ear how much she’d fantasised about this moment. She undid my trousers and pulled the zip down. My cock strained against my boxers as she released it. One hand gently closed around it, just holding it. I looked down to see those red fingernails curled round my cock, ready to give me exquisite pleasure.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Just brilliant and I love how they are doing all this still sat on the stool. That bit about her breaking off the kiss to focus on what his hand was doing is amazing. I was holding my breath all the way through reading this xx |
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
Before she could get started and completely distract me I pulled her hand away from my cock. She looked at me quizzically but then realised the reason as I pulled the jumper over her head and discarded it on the floor. I’ve never been much of a judge of breast size but I’d guess at 38DD with beautiful big nipples, already hard to the touch. I caressed them, feeling her shiver in my arms.
Her made its way to my cock again and I didn’t stop her this time. She gently started to stroke it, staring at it intently as she did so.
Something snapped inside me. I wanted her with a passion.i pulled her up and pushed her against the piano. Her bottom played a discordant chord as she sat on the keyboard. I pinned her arms to the top of the piano and kissed her hard. She’d told me she’d always wanted a man to take full control and I was determined to show her what she’d been missing. She gasped and wrapped her legs around me to pull me into her - neither of us allowing the other to escape.
I kissed her mouth, moving to her ears then down to her neck. Kisses followed by little nips making her whimper. My mouth closed over her nipples, my tongue flicking them. I’d let go of her hands and they pulled my shirt up, taking my bare back with her fingernails. I think she drew blood but I didn’t care. I was in heaven. |
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
I lifted her up and sat her on top of the piano. I lifted her bottom up and pulled her skirt off leaving her completely naked which didn’t seem to bother her one bit. I’ve always liked women who are confident in their own body. It’s a real turn on.
I kissed her whilst her feet banged noisily on the piano. I sank to my knees, taking in the aroma from her wet cunt. Her hands went to my head, encouraging me in further, moaning with anticipation.
I kissed her inner thighs first, feeling the inpatient tug of her hands on my head but resisting her for the moment. At last I moved closer, flicking her clit with my tongue. I was gentle at first but gradually increased the speed. Jo didn’t know I also played the flute which involved some very rapid tongue technique. I used this to good effect, fluttering my tongue on her clit, her juices covering my face as her breathing got more erratic. My fingers joined in at the climatic moment, pushing in and finger fucking her hard as my tongue sent her over the edge. She cried out as her orgasm washed over her whole body.
I stood up and kissed her, and she hungrily tasted her juices on me. We held each other as she calmed down, the kisses becoming softer. She said I’m sure it was me who was meant or be paying you for the lesson. Your turn to get naked... |
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
She swiftly removed my shirt, followed by my trousers and pants. She pushed me back onto the piano so I sat on the keys, the sound acting almost as a film accompaniment for what was happening right now. I thought flitted across my mind wishing that I was videoing this to watch back.
Jo sank to her knees and looked up at me. She smiled sweetly and just said ‘ready?’ ‘Definitely’ I replied. She took my cock in one hand and bright her mouth to my testicles. I was pleased I’d shaved as she took them in her mouth, licking them lovingly.
It was a divine feeling and I closed my eyes briefly and concentrated solely on the sensations below.?i felt her lick up the shaft of my cock, oh so slowly. Part of me was impatient to feel her mouth on me but I resisted the urge to hurry things along.
At last she’d finished licking the shaft and I felt her warm, wet mouth close over the head of my cock. I opened my eyes and looked down to see that gorgeous blonde hair obscuring the pleasurable sight of my cock in her mouth. I swept her hair to one side and was rewarded with seeing those red lips round the head of the cock whilst her hand wanked the shaft. I moaned softly and brought my hands round to head to play with her hair. She looked up at me and made eye contact which almost sent me over the edge. I reluctantly slowed her down which she misinterpreted at first. ‘No good?’ She asked. ‘Too good’ was my reply. She understood and lowered her head once more, taking care to excite me just enough to keep me on the edge.
Part of me wanted to remain like that for the afternoon but the rest of me knew there was even better to follow. After what only seemed like 30 seconds but was probably closer to 10 minutes I reluctantly pulled her up towards me. We kissed and I could taste myself on her. I felt her breasts press into my chest as we kissed, both knowing exactly what was to follow. |
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
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I turned her away from, pushing her against the piano, pressing her boobs onto the surface. She gasped at the suddenness of it. She instinctively opened her legs as though to give permission for me to enter her. I pulled her hair and she yelped from the pain but then instantly said harder when I’d released her. I pulled again, even harder, whilst at the same time I penetrated her with my fingers.
I pushed deep inside her as I pulled on those gorgeous blonde locks. She looked over her shoulder, straight into eyes and just said ‘fuck me’. My cock was straining with desire and I lined it up, easing slowly in, feeling her pussy welcome me in and then close around the head and shaft. Once I was fully in I started fucking her, slowly to start with, savouring every movement between us. Her wild noises had me grabbing her hips and start to fuck her harder and faster, moving in rhythm with each other.
This felt so good as I reached round to caress those firm, round boobs. I forced myself to slow down before the point of no return but it was oh so difficult. It wasn’t helped by the filthy language coming out of Jo’s mouth. She was telling me to fuck her and treat her like a filthy slut. I realised she wasn’t as innocent as she’d made out in our text messages.
Jo grabbed the edge of the piano and told me she wanted feel my cum inside her. That sent me to the edge and I grabbed her hips and thrust in and out, not caring about lasting any longer. I needed my release and it soon came. I cried out as I came deep inside her. I seemed to go much longer than usual, finally finishing but carrying on fucking her before I lost my hardness. I felt my cum and her juices swirling around, coating my cock as I held her.
I finally slipped out, gasping how amazing she was. We’d sunk onto the carpet, holding each other’s naked bodies, occasionally kissing. It was an amazingly tender moment and I wanted it to last forever. Too soon Jo said that needed to get back. I let go and watched her get dressed, feelings pangs of regret already that she couldn’t stay longer.
She kissed me, gave my cock a gentle caress and said ‘we’ll talk’. And with that she was gone. |
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My missus used to have piano lessons ... The teacher used the line
"your fingering is really good" too.
Of course my slut of a wife giggled and blushed so when she was struggling with a difficult piece from the piano book, he then followed up with
"yes, they like to slip a hard one in!". Fucking cunt... Who did he think he was. My wife's a flirt at the best of times . She certainly doesn't need this sort of unsubtle encouragement !!! |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"As a fellow musician, I really appreciate this scenario!
What a shame we’re so far away. Could have been an interesting duet."
And I'm a french horn player, so my fingering, tonguing and playing with a bell end are excellent... |
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By *igaro OP Man
over a year ago
Leeds |
"As a fellow musician, I really appreciate this scenario!
What a shame we’re so far away. Could have been an interesting duet.
And I'm a french horn player, so my fingering, tonguing and playing with a bell end are excellent..."
pm me. I’d love to chat about all things musical - especially how you handle a bell end. |
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