Piano Lesson In Bed (part 4)
Category: Female-Female (FF)
Submitted by: Michelle Age: 19 Gender: Female
One Happy Pussy!
It's been a while since my last contribution, mainly because I discontinued my piano lessons with Mrs. H. I still see her from time to time, and fantasize about her often, but the intimate moments ended with my lessons...except for one last, chance encounter I had.
I still play the piano from time to time and still enjoy playing through some of the classical pieces that Mrs. H taught. On this one particular day, I was looking for a beautifully written romantic piece by Mozart but could not find it anywhere. I really wanted to play this piece and called Mrs. H to see if she had a copy. She picked up on the second ring and as soon as I heard her sexy voice, I felt a familiar sensation between my legs. I quickly asked her if she could lend me the Mozart piece and if I could swing by and pick it up.
"I'd love that sweetie," she replied.
Needless to say, her response made my pussy soaken wet. I'm not sure why, but I just love it when she calls me sweetie. My voice broke as I replied, "can I come over now?"
"I'll be waiting."
My heart was pounding. She simply said, "I'll be waiting," but what I heard in my sick, perverted little mind was, "I'll be waiting, naked, with my legs spread wide for you to dive into my wet, wanting pussy." I have a vivid imagination.
I dashed to my bedroom, found my shortest, tightest shorts - my skimpiest thong, (I was thinking about going pantyless, but I was too wet, it would have soaked through. I found my tighest, thinist tanktop, (no bra), and raced over to Mrs. H's house. When I arrived, she opened the front door before I could knock. She was dressed almost as slutty as I was dressed, and she was barefoot. That is such a sexy look. I took one look at her and almost lost it. I gazed at her nipples poking through her equally skimpy tanktop for what seemed like forever. She had to have noticed. Of course, she may have been too busy checking out my breasts. I have to admit, I never should have left my house in the tanktop that I was wearing. It was at least 5 years old and a few sizes too small. My tits were ready to pop out any second. The slightest wrong move and I would have given the neighbors quite a show. Also, it was an extremely hot and humid day. My sweat-soaked titties nearly made my skimpy top pointless. In any event, we picked up on each other's advances and wasted little time getting down to business.
It had been nearly 10 months since my first intimate encounter with Mrs. H and her daughter, and now here I was, all alone with her - I was shaking with excitment. I was nervous but more aroused, and it was that animal arousal that took over. Before, she was in full control; this time things were a little different. I knew what I wanted and I wasn't leaving there until I got it. I wanted full access to her pussy and I wanted her to have full access to my sweet little sex hole. I wanted to feel her tongue explore every inch of me, starting at my clit and working its way in to my hot love canal.
At this point, my pussy was so puffy; I had never been so horny in my life and I've been with both of her daughters in some wild threesomes. She lead me up to her bedroom and then I took charge, and she submitted like she had it all planned. I didn't care if she did; I had what I wanted. We were both fully undressed within seconds. We embraced and our mouths and tongues connected. We French kissed for some time while our hands explored each other's bodies. Mrs. H reached around and explored my butt hole with reckless abandonment...it would soon be her tongue probing my ass.
I reached down and began to finger her pussy; she was soaked, leaving my fingers easy access to her hot sex hole. I slipped two fingers in with ease. She let out a moan like she hadn't gotten it for some time, which I find hard to believe. She is so hot. Anyhow, her sexy moan made me even hornier and I let out a few moans of my own - especially as she began to work her way down my body, stopping for a prolonged period of time at my nipples. She sucked on both until they were beyond sore. They're still tender. I feel like I can still feel her teeth nibbling on the them. In fact, she gave me hickeys on both of my nipples, just to name a few places. I left her house with bite marks all over my body, and I left a few markings on her sweet sexy body as well.
When the moment I had been waiting for finally arrived, I stopped her momentarily, swung my entire body around and prepared to please her in like manner. The aroma of her cunt was intoxicating. I moved my nose within millimeters of her soaken wet snatch and just took in the smell. It was strong, almost overwhelming, but sweet. If it smelled as good as it did, I couldn't even imagine what the taste would be like.
Mrs. H mimicked my every move. We spoke very little but I could hear her moan from time to time, and a few times I heard her whisper, "You are so sweet Michelle." Then she would just drift off again into our beautiful, sexual encounter. It was a day to remember. What an experience. I don't think I'll ever forget it. I enjoyed every inch of her body and she did the same to mine. She tasted soooooo good. It wasn't the first time I ate pussy, but it was the first time I really enjoyed it. I could have eaten her out all day. My lips were so chapped when I was finished...so were hers. My pussy was also a bit raw, but it was worth every second of it. Only a woman can truly please another woman. I'm not a lesbian and don't see myself headed in that direction, (I like the feel of cock in my cunt and mouth just a little bit better, and I really love the taste of male cum. I especially love it when my boyfriend jerks off for me and cums all over my face, or shoots his jiz into my mouth or all over my titties) but my intimate encounters with Mrs. H and both of her daughters will always be moments that I will treasure my entire life. Of course, I wouldn't mind another taste of Mrs. H's hot, sweet pussy, the smell of which is totally intoxicating.
Who knows? I might feel the urge to accidentally misplace some of my Beethoven music. Ooops!
[lb][i]This story was originally submitted to Solo Touch and not published because it violates the rules.[/i][rb]
Submitted by: Michelle Age: 19 Gender: Female
One Happy Pussy!
It's been a while since my last contribution, mainly because I discontinued my piano lessons with Mrs. H. I still see her from time to time, and fantasize about her often, but the intimate moments ended with my lessons...except for one last, chance encounter I had.
I still play the piano from time to time and still enjoy playing through some of the classical pieces that Mrs. H taught. On this one particular day, I was looking for a beautifully written romantic piece by Mozart but could not find it anywhere. I really wanted to play this piece and called Mrs. H to see if she had a copy. She picked up on the second ring and as soon as I heard her sexy voice, I felt a familiar sensation between my legs. I quickly asked her if she could lend me the Mozart piece and if I could swing by and pick it up.
"I'd love that sweetie," she replied.
Needless to say, her response made my pussy soaken wet. I'm not sure why, but I just love it when she calls me sweetie. My voice broke as I replied, "can I come over now?"
"I'll be waiting."
My heart was pounding. She simply said, "I'll be waiting," but what I heard in my sick, perverted little mind was, "I'll be waiting, naked, with my legs spread wide for you to dive into my wet, wanting pussy." I have a vivid imagination.
I dashed to my bedroom, found my shortest, tightest shorts - my skimpiest thong, (I was thinking about going pantyless, but I was too wet, it would have soaked through. I found my tighest, thinist tanktop, (no bra), and raced over to Mrs. H's house. When I arrived, she opened the front door before I could knock. She was dressed almost as slutty as I was dressed, and she was barefoot. That is such a sexy look. I took one look at her and almost lost it. I gazed at her nipples poking through her equally skimpy tanktop for what seemed like forever. She had to have noticed. Of course, she may have been too busy checking out my breasts. I have to admit, I never should have left my house in the tanktop that I was wearing. It was at least 5 years old and a few sizes too small. My tits were ready to pop out any second. The slightest wrong move and I would have given the neighbors quite a show. Also, it was an extremely hot and humid day. My sweat-soaked titties nearly made my skimpy top pointless. In any event, we picked up on each other's advances and wasted little time getting down to business.
It had been nearly 10 months since my first intimate encounter with Mrs. H and her daughter, and now here I was, all alone with her - I was shaking with excitment. I was nervous but more aroused, and it was that animal arousal that took over. Before, she was in full control; this time things were a little different. I knew what I wanted and I wasn't leaving there until I got it. I wanted full access to her pussy and I wanted her to have full access to my sweet little sex hole. I wanted to feel her tongue explore every inch of me, starting at my clit and working its way in to my hot love canal.
At this point, my pussy was so puffy; I had never been so horny in my life and I've been with both of her daughters in some wild threesomes. She lead me up to her bedroom and then I took charge, and she submitted like she had it all planned. I didn't care if she did; I had what I wanted. We were both fully undressed within seconds. We embraced and our mouths and tongues connected. We French kissed for some time while our hands explored each other's bodies. Mrs. H reached around and explored my butt hole with reckless abandonment...it would soon be her tongue probing my ass.
I reached down and began to finger her pussy; she was soaked, leaving my fingers easy access to her hot sex hole. I slipped two fingers in with ease. She let out a moan like she hadn't gotten it for some time, which I find hard to believe. She is so hot. Anyhow, her sexy moan made me even hornier and I let out a few moans of my own - especially as she began to work her way down my body, stopping for a prolonged period of time at my nipples. She sucked on both until they were beyond sore. They're still tender. I feel like I can still feel her teeth nibbling on the them. In fact, she gave me hickeys on both of my nipples, just to name a few places. I left her house with bite marks all over my body, and I left a few markings on her sweet sexy body as well.
When the moment I had been waiting for finally arrived, I stopped her momentarily, swung my entire body around and prepared to please her in like manner. The aroma of her cunt was intoxicating. I moved my nose within millimeters of her soaken wet snatch and just took in the smell. It was strong, almost overwhelming, but sweet. If it smelled as good as it did, I couldn't even imagine what the taste would be like.
Mrs. H mimicked my every move. We spoke very little but I could hear her moan from time to time, and a few times I heard her whisper, "You are so sweet Michelle." Then she would just drift off again into our beautiful, sexual encounter. It was a day to remember. What an experience. I don't think I'll ever forget it. I enjoyed every inch of her body and she did the same to mine. She tasted soooooo good. It wasn't the first time I ate pussy, but it was the first time I really enjoyed it. I could have eaten her out all day. My lips were so chapped when I was finished...so were hers. My pussy was also a bit raw, but it was worth every second of it. Only a woman can truly please another woman. I'm not a lesbian and don't see myself headed in that direction, (I like the feel of cock in my cunt and mouth just a little bit better, and I really love the taste of male cum. I especially love it when my boyfriend jerks off for me and cums all over my face, or shoots his jiz into my mouth or all over my titties) but my intimate encounters with Mrs. H and both of her daughters will always be moments that I will treasure my entire life. Of course, I wouldn't mind another taste of Mrs. H's hot, sweet pussy, the smell of which is totally intoxicating.
Who knows? I might feel the urge to accidentally misplace some of my Beethoven music. Ooops!
[lb][i]This story was originally submitted to Solo Touch and not published because it violates the rules.[/i][rb]
Posted on: 2006-08-20 22:31:02 |
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