I'm a music major at a local university. I teach piano and sometimes voice lessons for side money. I have a slightly younger student who is kinda shy. I've noticed how he peeks at me when I'm showing him notes on the keyboard. I've caught him looking at my cleavage instead of the piano. He's busted because of the lump in his pants. One particular day we had the house to ourselves. His parents scheduled the lesson while they were at work. We went over a few chords and so forth. The blouses and t-shirts I wear aren't revealing but this day his eyes were fixed on my 32c's. His attention was truly elsewhere. I wasn't getting thru to him and I finally placed a comment. I told him 'You really need to pay more attention to my hands and less attention to my tits.' He blushed a few different shades of red. I added 'I didn't mean to embarrass you but I just want you to realize the money your parents are spending for these lessons. I can't teach you if you don't pay attention.' He began to say somethng but I didn't give him a chance. I whispered 'And by the way, if you don't let that thing out it will suffocate down there.' That REALLY turned him red !! He was sporting a small circus tent.
I felt bad but I had to tell him what had been on my mind for the past month and a half. I attempted to make his day by leaning over and planting a soft kiss on his lips. To my surprise he slipped his tongue in my mouth. I accepted it. My brain screamed 'Oh shit Gina !' We kissed for a brief minute and then sat there on the piano bench staring at each other. Our eyes were locked together. As I still gazed in his light brown eyess, my hand went straight to his crotch and unzipped his jeans. We were still eye to eye as I reached into his boxers and wrapped my hand around his stiff woody. I circled my thumb around his swollen knob to spread the pre-cum. I smiled as I slowly stroked up and down. He let out a small gasp. Then I gave him a quick up and down jack. It took a minute for him to quiver, tense up, and stutter my name. He closed his eyes and lifted his ass up off the bench. His cock flared and then a tiny squirt shot up only high enough to splash my wrist. The rest of the cream dribbled from his knob hole,down his shaft and in between my fingers. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and wiped my hand on his shirt. I told him 'You might want to clean up before your parents come home.' Then I walked out. When I got back to my apartment I fingered and dilled myself for a few hours. That was an intense moment for me and I still can't believe I jacked him off like that. He's still my student and no we haven't done anymore masturbation. I'm quite sure I've taught him how to stroke himself and ease that pressure. Now he needs to learn how to stroke the piano keys better.