The Cellist

"Oh, Professor?" she sighed.

"Mmm, yes?" I said as my hands squeezed her breasts firmly, gently pinching her hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

"I've tried to seduce my audience a few time," she cooed softly and passionately. "But I've never been seduced by my audience before."

"And I've never seduced a cellist in the middle of her recital."

"Mmm, so you don't think any less of me do you, being here with you like this?"

"Not at all," I said as I continued to kiss her neck and flick my tongue near her ear. "Why would I? You are a desirable young woman and I've been waiting for someone like you to come along for so long."

"Mmm," she hummed. "Then I'm glad it's me who came along." Kirsten reached her hands up and back to comb her fingers through my hair as she leaned back against me.

As one of my hands continued to fondle her breast, my other hand glided down over her belly toward the mound of her sex. I felt her shiver as my fingers cupped her sex through the light material of her dress and panties, my fingers pressing through the thin fabrics and finding her slit. With both hands I reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it up until it was nearly to her waist. Then I eased a hand down between her legs, feeling her pussy through just her silken panties. She was warm and moist to the touch, the dampness of her arousal soaking through the thin silk. I rubbed her firmly, gliding my finger up and down the slit of her sex, paying careful attention to her clit.

"Oh, Professor! Professor!" she called out over and over as her body quivered from my strong touch.

"Mmm, Kirsten! You feel so good to me!" I answered. I want to give you so much pleasure!"

"Oh, yes! Pleasure me!"

I brought my hand up and then thrust it down inside her panties, finally feeling the soft tender folds of her bare sex. My finger circled her clit and then probed for her opening, finding the lips of her pussy dripping with arousal. Just as my finger entered her, Kirsten pushed away from me and turned to face me just a couple steps away. Her body swayed as she swung her head to the side, swishing her long silky blonde hair to one side. She slowly eased her dress down past her hips baring each luscious curve until it fell in a heap around her feet. I felt my cock twinge at the sight of her perfect shape.

I gasped at the sight of her, so young and beautiful, the lines of her immaculate body broken only by the tiny little silk panties. She backed up when I moved toward her, until she bumped up against a sturdy table in the hallway, her hands grasping at the edge of the table. I moved toward her and kissed her trembling lips. Then I slowly kissed my way down her body, kissing each curve, licking each line, sucking on her warm sweet skin. I suckled each nipple, drawing them into my mouth where my tongue laved them endlessly and let my teeth graze against her hard little buds.

"Oh, Professor!" she sighed, her voice thick with passion, her hands guiding my head downward to where she wanted me to go.

After teasing her navel I reached her panties. I pressed my nose against the damp silk, drawing in the scent of her excited sex. I kissed and licked her pussy through her panties, even gnawing on her folds hungrily. I was sure that she came at least once before I finally pushed the panties aside and kissed her sweet little bare pussy. Perching her ass on the hall table she lifted her legs and spread them, spreading her pussy like a dewy young blossom. I growled at the sweet taste of her nectar and ran my tongue all over her pussy, from her ass up to her clit and back again, over and over and over and over. My fingers probed her opening, one then two then three fingers entering her, turning and twisting madly as I sucked and nibbled on her clit.

"Professor! Chase! Chase! I'm ... I'm ... cumming!" she cried out. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

I could feel her body tremble and shake as her sweet juice seeped from her pussy, coating my chin and dribbling down my neck. I lapped at her hungrily, feeling her quiver again from another orgasmic tremor. She clamped her thighs tightly to my face, her legs looped up over my shoulders and hooked behind my neck. She held me so tightly to her quivering body that it felt as if she might smother me with her sweet little twat. Mmm, but what a way to go!

As her quaking orgasms began to fade, I finally managed to unwrap her legs from around my head and pull back for a healthy breath. I glanced up along her body toward her face. Her skin was rosy with the glow of arousal, the erect nipples of her firm breasts pointing upward, and her pretty face flushed. I helped her down from the tabletop and she stood in my embrace. Her kiss was wild and passionate; her tongue sought out mine, flicking at the traces of her wetness that coated my tongue and lips and face. Her hands glided over my body, tracing the outline of my chest muscles and shoulders, feeling my firm abs and butt, and finally settling on the thick lump of my manhood.

"Oh, Professor, you have been keeping something from me," she said with a husky devilish voice. Her fingers drew the outline of my cock that had grown its way down the leg of my boxers. "Mmm, you should know better than to keep something so urgent from me."

I stepped back and watched as Kirsten squatted down before me and ran her hands over my crotch. Her left hand explored where my cock lay underneath my clothes and stroked it firmly. Then she began to unfasten my belt and slacks and tugged them downward letting them drop to my ankles. Then she ran her fingers over my boxers, teasing and fondling my long thickening cock with her nails. She leaned forward and kissed me through the silk of my boxers, even nibbling on me gently, and chuckling when my cock twitched from the pleasure.

"Oh, Professor, you just keep getting so big!" she cooed as the strong fingers of her left hand played up and down my still clothed shaft.

"Well, I am a civilized man," I groaned, my eyes threatening to close from the intense sensations that Kirsten was introducing to my body. "When not needed, it packs up compactly. But when needed ..." I growled as she gripped me through the soft smooth silk fabric, "... it grows to the required length."

"Mmm, so I see," she giggled and slowly began to tug my boxers down. The waistband eased down from my hips, revealing the tuft of curly pubic hair that I kept and showing off the clean shaven base of my cock. It was pure torture as she took her time undressing my yearning cock, pulling the elastic down the shaft rubbing me until finally I popped free. "Oh, my, Professor! I see that I have my work cut out for me!" she giggled, leaning back as my cock waggled back and forth in her face. When my boxers settled down around my ankles, she curled her fingers around my cock. She kissed my belly as she stroked my cock, her strong fingers playing my shaft as if it were her cello.

Kirsten began to lick my cock, running her warm wet tongue up and down every side of my throbbing shaft until it was glistening with her saliva. She kissed the tip and let her pursed lips glide up and down the shaft, kissing and even nibbling it tenderly. Her hands stroked my slickened shaft slowly and firmly until dribbles of precum appeared. She licked at the tip and hummed in appreciation. Then Kirsten engulfed my cock head in her mouth, sucking wildly, taking me deep inside her hot wet mouth, her head bobbing deeply and slowly up and down until my cock began to pulsate. She tickled my balls with her long fingernails, and then squeezed them, feeling how they were firm and swollen with cum. I moaned appreciatively as she trickled her flickering tongue up and down my shaft, licking and sucking, sliding her wet lips all over me. Then she stopped and slid my cock tip around each of her erect nipples one at a time. As she licked the tip and squeezed it between her firm little tits, I slid it into her waiting mouth through her tightly clenched tits. I groaned more and more loudly grunting as my cock throbbed and I thrust it at her urgently.

"You want me, don't you, Professor?" she asked needlessly. "I can tell that you do."

Kirsten blew a warm stream of her breath across the tip of my rigid cock. Her lips parted and she kissed the head again, and then slid her lips slowly down the length of my shaft, her tongue wiggling back and forth on the underside. The way she squeezed my balls made me think that she wanted me to cum in her mouth and I was nearly ready to do so. But she slowly eased my cock from her mouth, stroking firmly with her hand, my member glazed and glistening. She rose up from her knees dragging my cock over her soft tender body, between her breasts, over her firm flat belly, and then directing it toward her damp silken panties as she stood in front of me.

"I know you want me," she whispered hoarsely as she continued to stroke me with her strong little hand. She rubbed the tip up and down along her sodden slit through the drenched panel of her panties.

"Oh god, Kirsten, I do," I groaned as my cock neared her hot wet entrance. I reached down and ran my hand underneath her panties. Her bare sex was dripping with excitement and I heard her moan as my finger probed her luscious opening. "And you want it too."

She nodded sweetly, her heavy lidded blue eyes glowing with anticipation. Pushing her toward the hallway wall, I removed my hand from inside her panties and lifted her leg up, opening up her pussy for what was to come. Kirsten rubbed my cock on herself and then used it like a finger to push aside her sopping panties. Once she brought it to her wet flesh I thrust my hips toward her pushing the head of my cock against her velvety vagina. Our eyes locked upon one another as I began to enter her, spreading her tight little pussy wide enough to admit my surging manhood. She leaned back against the wall and rocked her hips toward me, surrendering her body to the advance of my cock. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and she hooked her raised leg around my hips.

"Feels ... so ... good!" she moaned loudly. "Oh, yes!"

I paused for a moment with just the head inside her, then rocked my hips back and forth just a bit to tease her opening. I could feel the hard little tip of her clit rub gently against my cock.

"You like this, Kirsty?" I whispered into her ear, continuing to rock my hips gently. I kissed her neck and nibbled at her ear. Glancing downward, I could see her nipples grow puckered and taut with excitement. Inch by inch I was easing my cock further inside her, plumbing the hot wet depths of her cunt, until I was completely buried within her warmth.

"Yes ... I love it!" she called out. "But I ... want you ... I want you to ... to fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

As she leaned back against the wall, I grabbed her sweet tight little ass, pulled my cock almost all the way out of her, and then began to thrust into her pussy. With long slow strong strokes, I began to pump inside her, and soon I was taking her hard and fast, making her body bounce and wiggle with every stroke. Harder and faster I began to fuck her and she cried out with pleasure each time our bodies smacked together. Her "ohs" and "ahs" were punctuated with profane words and dirty talk, which only served to drive me wilder and take her harder and faster. In the back of my mind I briefly remembered her previous misadventure and was trying my damnedest to make her forget it.

Our bodies were soon glistening from the heated sex that was driving us crazy with passion. I could feel her dampness trickling down over my balls and thighs. Then I felt her cling tightly to me, her voice calling in my ear, "Oh, fuck, yes! Yes, fuck me! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Her wet little pussy was clenched tightly around my long thick cock as she came again. I felt her bite me hard on the shoulder as her body quivered and quaked. "Mmm ... mmm ... mmm!" came her voice in muffled bursts as she buried her face in my shoulder.

As great as this had been, I wanted more so I stopped my thrusts and backed away from her slightly. Kirsten looked at me with a huge question mark flashing in her lust filled eyes. I quickly spun her around, nudged her toward the wall, and took hold of her hips, pulling her back toward me. Still in her heeled sandals, she rested her hands on the wall and glanced over her shoulder with a smile, knowing what I had in mind. I ran my hands down her back from her shoulders toward her waist and caught the gusset of her dainty thong panties. I pulled her thong to the side and thrust my cock up between the bare cheeks of her ass. When the head of my cock grazed along the wet slit of her pussy we both moaned with pleasure. She was hot and dripping and waiting for me, so my cock entered her quickly and plunged in up to hilt.

"Oh, god yes!" she cried out and I felt her clench her pussy tightly around me. I grasped her hips tightly and began to rock my hips, working my cock in and out of her. Looking down, I felt a great twinge of excitement in seeing my cock disappear between the firm round cheeks of her ass. The hot pink lips of her pussy were stretched wide as I thrust my thick cock in and out of her hard and fast. My belly smacked against her ass and my balls slapped against her clit. I reached up and cupped her firm little breasts, turning and twisting her hard erect nipples with my thumbs and fingers. Kirsten rocked her body back against me, matching my every move into her with an equally forceful push against me.

As I grabbed her hips and began to fuck her wildly again, the cheeks of her ass spread slightly and I could see the tight little rosebud of her ass peeking at me. I eased a thumb up toward it and felt her wriggle when I brushed the tip against her puckered little flower. As I pressed the tip of my thumb against her, she began to moan louder and her pussy grasped me tighter. Her voice called out to me, not so much in words but with a lustful passion that drove me to take her all the harder, smacking her ass lightly, and pulling her hair, and slamming my cock into her with every ounce of strength that I could muster.

"Oh ... oh ... oh ... ah ... ah!" she moaned, reaching back to take my hands and pull my arms around her waist. She stood away from the wall and leaned back against me. I could feel her body trembling. "Oh, Jesus, Professor," she spoke, her voice trembling, almost as if laughing, her body convulsing with waves of pleasure.

We stood together, our bodies locked together tightly for several moments as our breathing settled close to normal. We swayed together as if caught in a sensual dance, our arms intertwining, our hands touching and caressing each other's hot sweaty body, and my cock buried deep inside her beautiful wet cunt. Then she began to shift, letting my still rigid cock slip from her sodden pussy, and she turned to face me. She looked up at me and we kissed hotly, our heated passion still not sated. She moved toward me, her glistening hot body pressing forward. I stumbled back from the hallway toward the lounge, and tumbled onto the sofa with Kirsten on top of me.

"Now I've got you right where I want you," she giggled and moved her legs to straddle me, her pussy just inches from my still hard cock. She bent down and kissed me, rubbing her firm breasts against my chest, the sharp points of her nipples raking my flesh. I reached up to touch them, feeling her warm firm flesh fill my hands as if they were made for them. Kirsten reached down to take my cock in her hands, stroking it as firmly as before. Her thumb circled the swollen head while her fingers curled around the shaft, pulling it, squeezing it, and stroking it.

"My, god! You have me so turned on!" I growled as she played my cock like a fine old cello.

"You like this?" she asked with an impish grin.

"Oh, god, yes!"

After stroking me until I again reached my full length and thickness, Kirsten raised her hips up, pulled her panties aside again, and positioned herself so that her pussy just touched the tip of my cock. She guided the mushy head back and forth along the slit of her pussy, circling her clit, rubbing along the soft wet lips of her sex. Then she moved it to her warm entrance and began to settle down on me, taking me inside her slowly, millimeter by millimeter. When her body finally landed on top of me I felt as if I was in heaven, this beautiful slim young woman perched so sexily on my lap, her pale body flush with arousal and glistening from the heat of our love-making.

"Kirsten, fuck me, baby!" I begged of her. "Ride me till I cum!"

She glanced down and smiled at me, then began to do just that, rising and lowering her pussy along the full length of my cock slowly at first but building up speed and force with every movement until she was bouncing madly atop me. Her firm little tits bounced crazily too and I reached up to cup them and squeeze them. For a few moments, she sat on me and ground her pussy against my body, then began to bounce up and down again. My hands slipped down from her breasts to her hips, guiding her up and down on me, and also giving me a hold from which I could thrust up into her.

"Yeah, baby! Ride me!" I growled loudly as I felt her juices drip down onto my belly and balls. She fell forward collapsing on top of me, her arms clutching at my shoulders, her nails digging into the flesh of my arms. I felt like I was on fire. I rocked my hips upward as hard and fast as I could, my body slapping against hers, our sweat mingling together, our bodies joined in a lustful sexual dance that was close to its climax.

"I'm ... I'm ... cumming!" she cried out. "Cum with me Chase ... Professor! I want to feel your cum inside me!"

"Oh, yeah!" I called out and rolled with her off the sofa onto the plush throw rug on the floor. She lifted her legs up and wrapped them around my waist as I plunged my cock into her as hard and deep and fast as I could. She screamed and kicked and bit wildly as her passions were released and I felt the flame of my hot cum burn its way up from deep in my loins. Surging through my body, it spurted deep inside her.

"Yes! Oh, god, yesssssssss!" she hissed with pleasure as my cum shot deep inside her. Our bodies were grinding and twisting together, milking every ounce of passion that this moment had produced.

"Mmm, baby!" I hummed as we rolled together on the rug, our arms and legs linked together, and our bodies glued together with the sweat of our lust.

"Professor," Kirsten sighed. "You've just made me realize how wonderful it is to have sex with an older man. You better watch out that I don't get spoiled."

"I know," I chuckled, sliding my cock back and forth inside her. "I guess a girl can get spoiled knowing that this is waiting for you next door any time you want."

"Well, I plan on taking advantage," she grinned sexily. "Every chance I get!"