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[DrStein]

"You're not letting go. You're letting the sound get stuck in your throat instead of opening it up. Singing is fueled by emotion. There are singers who are all emotion and very little technique like Joe Cocker and Rod Stewart. But okay. You're not comfortable with it." He let his arms slide off from around her and he stepped around back into the middle of the room. He picked up a guitar, quickly tuned it, and switched on the amp. He began playing Caught in the Middle by Dio.

Looking inside of yourself
You might see someone you don't know
Ooh!
Maybe it's just what you need
Letting the river in you flow

You can sail away to the sun
And let it burn you while you can
Or walk a long bloody road
Like the hero who never ran

You'll feel it
You'll feel it
You'll feel the rush of it all, yeah
Oh-ohh

Flying away in the clouds
You know you're losing your control
Finding you way in the dark
Like some poor forgotten soul

You'll feel it
You'll see it
You'll feel the rush of the city lights
You'll feel it
I see it in your eyes, you're

Caught in the middle
Just like the way you've always been
Caught in the middle
Helpless again

Logan's melodramatic facial expressions matched his over the top delivery of the lines in a near-perfect tone match of Ronnie James Dio. He was completely un-self-conscious about expressing himself. Even the guitar solo was played as if mugging for a crowd.

Looking inside of yourself
You might see someone you don't know, know
Maybe it's just what you need
Letting the river I know that's in you flow
Ohh-oh!

You can feel it
You can see it
You'll know the rush of thunder, yeah
You'll feel it
I see it in your eyes, you're

Caught in the middle
Just like the way you've always been
Caught in the middle
Helpless again

Ohh-oh-oh-ooh-oh
Like the rush of the thunder
That brings you under
There's some kind of spot
You're caught right there in the middle

You're caught in the middle
Caught in the middle again
Oh my no, hey yeah
Mm-mmm
You've been caught in the middle

He smiled at Ivy when the song finished. "Quite a far cry from my 8-year-old self who couldn't carry a tune in a backpack."

 

[Ldy_Sea]

Ivy was mesmorized by the performance. She was not a big follower of artists and most of the names he used were unknown to her. She know many of the songs though and really enjoyed his take on them.

She stood there silently listening to him perform a rendition of a song that was vaguely familar. It was an impressive performance, shehad seen major artists in concert that didn't put on a show that good. Then again she wasn't standing a few feet from them totally naked, filled with their cum either.

"What can you play besides guitar?" she asked trying to change what was a bit of a sore subject. She had tried out for a choir and was ridiculed by not only her classmates but the music teacher when she sang a solo. She definitly took after her mom, not her dad. Dad was self taught the guitar, and keyboard. Dad used to come to her room and play the guitar singing her to sleep.

Dad would have jam sessions with his friends and play at local festivals, and more than once her mom, who sat near the musicians, was asked not to clap with the music because she was throwing the musicians off time. Dad used to say she was the only Latina chic in the world with no sense of rythm.

 

[DrStein]

Logan put the guitar back and showed Ivy the rest of the equipment in the studio. He also had a bass, an extra guitar, acoustic versions of both, a keyboard, several microphones, drums and a particularly odd-looking instrument he called an eigenharp. "Still learning to play that one." With the mixing board and laptop at the desk, he had a fully functional home studio. "I use the webcam to do some live streams and a few videos. My fans challenge me to do some weird stuff. The most recent was a guy who wanted to see me do a rap song about that movie The Box Trolls. Finished it last week. My newest challenge I've taken on is to write a folk/dubstep fusion song. I'm working on the lyrics for now."

 

[Ldy_Sea]

Ivy noded as he showed her around the studio. She was impressed. She may not know a lot about music, but she could recognize valuable equipment when she saw it.

"Have you ever recorded yourself having sex, to maybe use in a song..." she suggested to him.

 

[DrStein]

Logan laughed, a rich sound that seemed to bubble up out of him. "A couple of bands already beat me to that. Of course, if you're offering to help, it would be rude to say no." He once again took Ivy in his strong arms. "I'm thinking something with ambient drones to add texture... Some major key chord progressions with modal melodies... A little bit of Joe Satriani with Enya and some of John Mayer's pop sensibilities with a touch of Pink Floyd for depth." He smiled at the look on her face. "It'll make more sense when I actually compose it."

 

[Ldy_Sea]

She looks up at him and says "I hope it sounds as good as it feels, as she dropped to her knees taking his cock into her mouth to get it ready for another jam session.

 

[DrStein]

Logan groaned appreciatively and tangled his fingers in her hair. His cock began to stiffen inside her mouth. He didn't control her head, only using a gentle pressure with his hands to guide her to speed up or slow down.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

Ivy had never liked performing fellatio. She had gotten good at it because it was her job, but she never truly liked it, nor did it arouse her. It was just part of her job. That was until now.

Logan could even make this degrading task pleasurable for her. For some reason, Ivy was getting wet, and moaning like a porn star as she slurped and slobbered all over Logans thickening cock.

Ivy tried to deep throat it. It was her first time, and she had trouble. She popped it out of her mouth and spit on it. Using her hands she smeared her spit on the shaft and took it back into her mouth.

She kept moving her head forward, and exhaled deeply forcing herself to relax her throat and accept the invader. She gagged a but, and pulled back to take another breath. This time she decided she was going all the way no matter what.

Inch by inch, Logans cock slide past her lips and over her tongue. She felt the head push her uvula out of the way and enter her throat. She tilted her head a bit make the penetration smoother. Soon her nose was being tickled by Logans trimmed pubic hair.

Ivy closed her eyes, and continued to take his shaft deeper into her throat. She felt the wiry pubes on her cheek, and the firm skin of Logans ball sac on her chin. She smiled around his shaft and opened her eyes looking up at Logan her eyes filled woth pride. As their eyes met, Ivy began to hum an old song she hoped Logan would know.

 

[DrStein]

Logan met her eyes and even in the haze of intense pleasure he could recognize the song... and also recognize that he was having a harder time than usual staying on key as he did an a capella version of the melody. Very few women he had been with had taken him that deep, and he never pressed the issue. That Ivy was enjoying herself made it more gratifying. He gave his head a quick shake to make sure he could stay focused and smiled back down at Ivy as one hand cupped her cheek.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

Feeling him grow in her mouth, she wanted nothing more than to do her own rendition of French Kiss by Lil Louis, as he stroked his cock in and out of any of her holes.

She took his cocl from her mouth and lied the shaft from tip to balls and then suked his nuitsack into her mouth as she kept stroking his shaft with her hand, amazed that it was still growning. Her eyes looked up at him watching him sing, wondering how he could concentrate on his music when she was playing the meat flute like a virtuoso.

 

[DrStein]

That was it. Any hope Logan had of still maintaining a tune was gone. The melody cut off with a short, strangled croak and a shudder traveled up his spine ending with a shake of his head that rippled his mane of curls. "I don't want to make a mess in the studio," he rasped before finding his voice again. "So we better decide how to finish this as I don't think I can hold out much longer." He could already feel the telltale twitches in his crotch prepping for the inevitable fountain of ejaculate.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"Pick a hole, any hole and blast your hot cim deep inside me."

 

[DrStein]

"Open your mouth." Logan put just the head in her mouth, gave his shaft a couple of strokes and shot several blasts of hot cum directly onto her tongue. His body gave a hard shudder as the last jet was released and his cock began to gradually soften. He smiled down at Ivy and wiped a light sheen of sweat off his forehead. "You were wonderful."

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"If was half as skilled in the carnal arts as you are with your voice, I would be ecstatic." she told him. Standing up and hugging him she asked "So Logan is there anything I can do for you. You've given me so much, I need to return the favor."

 

[DrStein]

Logan responded by wrapping his arms around her and kissing her forehead. "We'll think of something. For now, just be your usual beautiful self. Being around a woman like you, so comfortable in her femininity and sexuality, is healing." He took her back out into the living room, pulled up Netflix, and wrapped the two of them back up in a comforter while he put on Ed Wood. "Have you ever seen this one?"

 

[Ldy_Sea]

She snuggled up next to him, "I've never even heard of it", she replied, letting her hand rest on his thigh close to his dick.

 

[DrStein]

"It's a biopic," Logan explained. "Ed Wood is considered the worst director of all time. He had no grasp of the craft of filmmaking, no training, he was a hack writer, but he always found a way to make movies anyway. Didn't matter if they were bad or good, he was just happy to be making them." He then smiled and decided to tease her a bit. "If nothing else, you can enjoy the fact that Johnny Depp plays the lead role."

 

[Ldy_Sea]

She leans up against him and starts watching the film. Her hand gently caresses his thigh occasionally touching his dick and balls. Her caresses slowly turn into a soft slow hand job as her head rests on his shoulder.

 

[DrStein]

Logan's cock twitched in her hands and his arm tightened around her gently. As the movie went on his own hand crept downward as well. When he reached her pussy it started out slowly just brushing his fingers on her lips. But after a few minutes of that he began to apply feather-light touches exclusively to her clit. The touch was so soft and the brushes so slow that it had to come at least partly from being a musician.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

The softness of the caresses of the calloused fingers sent an erotic chill up her spine. She found some precum had oozzed out of the tip of his penis and she spread it over his cock head to reduce the friction.

She occasonally cupped his balls and caressed them, and even ran her manicured nails gingerly along his inner thighs. She was enjoying his body heat and the friction they were creating, maybe even more than the movie.

 

[DrStein]

This went on throughout the film. The movie ended on the epilogue, detailing the sad end to Ed Wood's career and the legacy he left behind. It was one of Logan's favorites.

He turned off the TV and pulled Ivy into his lap. "What did you think of the movie?" His voice rolled out like a deep purr, coming from the very bottom of his chest. The look in his eye showed how much he was enjoying taking his time.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

NOt something I would have chosen to watch on my own, but it was interesting. But not as interesting as some other things she says grasping his cock firmly and strocking it with vigor.