Female pianist

Ayako, 35 years old, is a piano teacher. Her husband is frequently away on business trips.

This happened two years ago. She was bored at home watching TV in the living room while her husband was away, when Kyoko suddenly came over. Kyoko was the neighbor's daughter, a 16-year-old nursing student. She had previously studied piano with me before going to study in another city. Recently, she came back to her hometown for vacation. Because we had gotten along well before, she often chatted with me. She was very cute, and although she was only in her teens, she was already quite voluptuous, making even me feel a little inferior.

At first, Kyoko and I were chatting happily when suddenly a suggestive scene appeared on the TV. I glanced at Kyoko awkwardly, after all, she was still a minor. Kyoko stared blankly at the scene.

"Teacher, have you ever had an orgasm?" Kyoko slowly sat down next to me and asked.

"Kyo...ko, why are you asking that!" I blushed and quickly adopted an adult demeanor, afraid that Kyoko would continue.

"Hmm, because your husband is away on business, you don't have sex often, right?" Kyoko's delicate voice murmured to herself.

“Kyoko, you’re not cute if you keep saying things like that!” I said, putting on a stern face to show my anger.

“Teacher looks so cute when she’s angry!” Kyoko said, suddenly taking my hand and rubbing the base of my fingers with her fingers, while her other hand stroked my thigh that was exposed from my tight skirt.

“Kyoko, don’t do that!” I hurriedly bent down to stop her hand.

Kyoko gave a strange smile, and her hand went around to my back and stroked me. As she touched me like that, I soon felt a strange sensation, as if my body was on fire.

Kyoko gently pushed me back onto the sofa, and while stroking my thigh, she said, “Teacher, a woman can’t go too long without release!”

“You… what nonsense are you talking about?” I felt uncomfortable all over from her caresses.

“Oh, teacher, I’m a nurse, I can tell that your body hasn’t been played with in a long time.”

“I… I didn’t.” Kyoko’s words made me feel a little embarrassed.

“Teacher, let me examine your body!” Kyoko cupped my cheeks in her hands and gently pressed her lips to mine.

For some reason, I couldn’t refuse. And the moment our soft lips touched, my whole body instantly heated up, experiencing an excitement completely different from kissing a man. When Kyoko’s tongue slipped in, I seemed to be seduced, my tongue entwining with hers.

Our tongues intertwined wildly, and Kyoko’s hands gently caressed my breasts. My God, Kyoko’s caressing skills were far beyond my husband’s reach. To be played with like this by a girl more than ten years younger than me was so shameful, but with each touch, my defenses gradually crumbled.

What a skillful technique! Influenced by the aroused desire, I forgot to refuse. She slowly unbuttoned my clothes, shirt, and bra, her left hand teasing my nipples, which were already hard; her right hand caressed my back, abdomen, and buttocks. I felt my whole body heat up; every touch of her fingers brought a wave of pleasure, and I began to pant. I never felt this way when my husband touched me, but every time the girl pinched and kneaded me, I couldn't help but tremble with excitement. At that moment, I was almost powerless to resist, only able to stare at the ceiling, like a surrendered slave letting Anzu do whatever she wanted to my body.

Anzu gently stroked my chest and lower abdomen with her fingers, then suddenly slipped them under my skirt. I quickly squeezed my legs together, my last line of defense, and pleaded, "Anzu, don't do this."

At that moment, Anzu licked my nipples from top to bottom with her tongue.

"Oh..." My body suddenly jerked.

Anzu's tongue licked around my erect nipples, while her fingers pinched the other nipple in the same way.

"Ah...ah..."

God, it was an unprecedented pleasure, and my head tilted back. Anzu alternately sucked on my nipples or flicked them with the tip of her tongue, and I couldn't help but twist my lower body, feeling short of breath. My legs, which had been tightly squeezed together, loosened weakly.

Kyoko smiled, gently lifting my skirt and slowly stroking my crotch from my thighs down to my groin.

"Mmm..." I groaned as Kyoko touched me there through my silk panties; I was already soaking wet. It was so embarrassing, the first time I'd ever been that wet. I thought I was sexually apathetic, so this situation left me somewhat bewildered.

Then, her slender, soft fingers tickled my labia like feathers. Next, her hand slipped inside my panties, and I shyly writhed.

"Ah, not there..." I pleaded in a pitiful voice.

Perhaps because Kyoko was a nurse, she found my sensitive spot immediately.

"Does it feel good?" Kyoko seemed a little smug, seeing my aroused yet uncomfortable state.

Her fingers varied in intensity, subtly pinching, flicking, or rotating around my clitoris. After a period of impatient anticipation, her fingers began to rub my clitoris vigorously. I was almost about to climax, but perhaps because of my pride, I held back.

But my brain was about to explode, my soul was about to leave my body! Suddenly, a spasm erupted from there, and I sobbed, reaching the peak of sensuality, simultaneously experiencing orgasm.

"You came, didn't you?"

I lay comfortably on the sofa, shyly turning my head away from Kyoko. Kyoko smiled, and when her fingers reached the wet entrance of my vagina, she inserted them for the first time.

"Ugh…" A powerful wave of pleasure swept through my entire body; my body, already burning once, was reignited.

Kyoko's fingers moved within the hot, itchy opening. My breathing quickened, and I couldn't help but whimper. Kyoko's fingertips rubbed against my cervix, arousing intense sensuality, and I couldn't help but writhe my hips wantonly.

"Does it feel good?" "Yes…yes…ah…"

I had never had an orgasm with my husband, but unexpectedly, Kyoko's single finger had brought me to another peak of sensuality.

"No...I'm going to...I'm coming..."

I sobbed shyly, my whole body convulsing. Kyoko looked at the sticky fluid on her fingers, giggling, and gently stroked my hair, saying,

"Teacher, wasn't my technique pretty good?"

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