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Marco licked my pussy while I played his flute
Marco licked my pussy while I played his flute
Marco and I met during fresher’s fair at University. There were a few other girls who fancied him. Who wouldn’t fancy a tall, handsome medical student. Above all, he had a trimmed athletic body.
I marked him for myself by convincing him to form a musical duo with me. Him on the flute, accompanied by me on the cello.
After one practice session, I asked whether he could teach me the flute. He got out his spare flute (a real musical instrument, not the piece of flesh between his legs) to lend me while he used his posh all silver instrument with a gold lip plate. I often imagined the lip plate being my pussy lips coming into close contact with his lips.
I blew into the flute but nothing happened. “You need to use your abdominal but not your chest muscles, feel mine while I play.” Marco said. That gave me an excuse to m***** his sexy torso. I had already grouped his penis already by that time (see our other story… Exploring Marco’s penis under the duvet), but an excuse to feel his masculine torso was still welcomed.
It was my turn. Still no musical notes. “I need to see your a abdominal and chest muscles while you play. For that, you need to take off your top.” He said with a serious look.
Of course I knew flute wasn’t taught that way. Otherwise, half the country’s flute teachers would be in jail and the other half on the sex offender’s register. Nonetheless, I was happy to oblige. Without showing him my willingness of course. I fancied the pants off him, but I was not sure of his feelings towards me. I think as there were many other girls after him, he was taking his time choosing.
Showing him my tits might sway him towards choosing kaçak bahis me. I was wearing a dress. It was not possible to take off just the top half without the whole dress dropping to my knees. With a reluctant and ‘are you sure this is the way to learn the flute’ look on my face, springkled with a heavy dose of shyness (all put on of course, for I was more than happy to flaunt my shapely breasts in front of him), I dropped my dress to my ankles and slowly stepped out of it. Only a pair of Lacey French nickers covered my modesty. I put on a vain effort to cover up my bare breasts with my hands to hide my true intension to seduce him.
He handed me the flute, so breasts were out in the open to do their job. My nipples are of average size. I do not like gaiantic ones like some girls have at my school. They were very pink and after I had felt Marco’s muscular and toned torso, my nipples were erect and hard. I played a note. It was better. “You should be using only your abdominal muscles to support your breath, not your chest muscles as well. I could see your breasts heaving up and down as you played.” Marco said in a most serious tone, just like a normal music lesson.
He stood behind me and put his hands on my breasts to stop me using my chest muscles. “Try again”. The way he put his hands on my breasts was not sexual at all. Rather like holding a music student’s hand to correct its position. How disappointing! I wanted him to touch my breasts sexually, like what the do in the sex movies. After a few more notes, I could fell him rubbing my nipples with his fingers. I felt electricity flowing thy my body and started to breath heavily with my chest again. “Abdominal muscles, not chest.” He said with a commanding voice. tipobet güvenilir mi So manly! How I wished he would turn me round and fuck me there and then, or simply fuck me from behind.
I calmed myself down and tried again. I could hear myself getting better. Maybe having your breasts and nipples fondled by your teacher IS the correct way to learn – in that case, I also want to be a flute teachers, even though I am a straight female.
“Your lips need to be relaxed. If you could feel my lips with yours while playing, you would be avlet to tell how relaxed they need to be. But that is obviously not possible as you flute would be in the way. This is when female flute students have and advantage. The have a second pair of lips down below”. He said with a straight voice. Then I was sure he was making it up. I was of course happy to do so. Luckily, I had trimmed my bush below. It is now a sexy little triangle for him to admire. He pulled down my French knickers, pretended to try and stop him. When that failed, I again tried not very hard to cover up with my hands. I was the completely naked in front of my sex god. A dream come true. After the initial excitement, and overcoming of slight shyness, I felt very femanine and erotic. I enjoyed having my naked body being looked at and appreciated. That was exactly what Marco was doing. When his eyes were on my breasts, my nipples tingles. When he looked at my bush, I felt gushes of blood rushing towards my vagina. How does he do that? How does he **** me with his eye? It was scarry but yet sensual at the same time. I was loving every minute of it. In the shower or changing room at school, I have noticed other girls looking at my body in the same way, but the feeling tipobet was different. Perhaps because they were girls or perhaps because they were naked as well. Marco was fully dressed, making me feel like a virgin sex slave waiting for her master to determine her fate. Is he going to make love to her and penetrate her vagina or does he want her to suck his all-powerful cock?
He asked me to play a few notes while he got down on his knees to look at my bush and the opening of my virgina close up. By then, I could feel my clitoris engorged with blood and pussy juice flowing freely. He held my arse with both hands gently, handling it like his precious flute and pulled my body towards him, my pussy lips meeting his lips in the process. A wave of spasm went through every muscles in my body. I had to stop playing.
“Keep playing, feel what my lips are doing to your pussy lips and try to reproduce it with you normal lips.” He said gently. It worked! I played the most beautiful notes on his flute. Perhaps he was right, having him kissing my pussy lips relaxed my whole body, enabling me to use the right muscles in my abdomen to blow. That moment, I was so glad that I was a girl and had him as my very attentive flute teacher.
“That was much better, but do you think if you were to undress as well, I would be even more relaxed and play with more expression and feelings?” I said to him hopefully. He stripped completed to review his other flute. What a nice instrument. It was as hard as his silver flute. Must be well tuned. I hope he will let me play it one day. I wonder how often he practiced on it and whether he had let anyone played it before.
We continued and he “conducted” my play with his tongue on my clitoris, penetrating my virgina when he wanted me to play with more feeling. During fast passages, he liked faster. I must have climax at least five times, but managed to keep playing through all of them.
I can’t wait for my next lesson. I wonder what he will teach me.
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