The Longest Piano Lesson (Closed for Tx_Liquor)

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Sophie heard a knock at the door, but she already knew who it was. She put down her phone and sat up from her soft pink twin-bed. Brushing some of her long, golden curls behind her shoulder, she passed her piano on the way to the living room. They kept it in her room so that she could practice whenever she wanted. On her social media accounts, she had been thanking those who wished her a happy 18th birthday a couple days ago.

She knew that it would be her piano tutor at the door, waiting for her to let him inside so that they could begin the lesson. As she suspected, she opened the door to find him standing there, waiting expectantly. The teen had been playing piano for ten years; when they had to move here three years ago to take care of her late grandma, they had been lucky to find someone available.

A warm smile lit her face as she greeted him. "Hey there! Come in." She moved out of the way for him to enter the house. "Sorry, the parents aren't here today. Dad is traveling for work and Mom is at a weekend conference. They did tell me that they deposited the tutor fees into your account, though."

The girl wore a soft white turtleneck sweater with a short black skirt. While there was no cleavage, the shirt did a poor job at concealing how large her D-cup mounds were. She had on her thigh-high socks as well- they had been a birthday gift and she found them to be super warm and cute.
 
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"Sure." Adrian looked around the house, confirming they were alone. He wasn't sure he was very comfortable with the young girl alone, but the remembered she had a birthday around this time. Had is passed?

"I hear you have a birthday coming up?" He asked, eyes flicking over the young nubile girl before him. In his mid Thirties, Adrian was a still fit man with dark hair and strong European features. Piano and Fencing her his two passions so he charged well for tutoring outside of his work with the University. It paid the bills and then come.

"Well, after you." He gestured, now having learned his pupil was legal by mere days. He finally allowed himself to watch the rocking of her hips as Sophie walked ahead of him. It was odd how a few days separated him from a criminal. He didn't think her ass would have looked much different just a few days ago, but the fact it was now legally available seemed to make all the difference.

"Have you been practicing the Moonlight Sonata?" He said, taking his dark blazer off, exposing a black t-shirt tight across muscular shoulders and a chest carved from hours of using a sword daily.

He sat next to her and waited for her to play.
 
“Yep, it’s been pretty busy lately, but I always make time to practice,” she answered, placing her fingers in position on the piano. She seemed to be counting in her head for a moment before she started to move her fingers gracefully across the ivory keys of the piano. Every once in a while her eyes would close as she was caught up with the song’s sweet melody. It was a flawless rendition.

Once the song ended, she sighed and returned her hands to her lap, looking over at him with her bright blue eyes. The outside of their thighs were pressed against each other's, as they had done many a lesson before. Though he was a fit and handsome man, she didn’t think of him as a possible lover; this was mostly because he was almost twice her age. Her mind was more directed at boys her own age.

“What did you think? I think that I may have rushed the tempo in certain places, but I think that was a decent play-through.” She beamed at him. Sophie had always been a very sweet girl, kind and charitable. Some would find it hard to believe that she was still virgin, but those who knew her parents would nod knowingly. They had filled her schedule up with study and art, wanting her to have a well-rounded education. Therefore, she didn’t have much time for anything other than family and a few close friends after her studies.
 
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"It's measured. It was technically perfect, but you're thinking about the piece too much." Adrian explained. He got up and moved behind Sophie, putting his hands on her shoulders he began to gently message any tension from the young woman.

"Relax your shoulders and neck. Don't think about the notes, but feel the song." He let his fingers reach down, still rubbing her neck and shoulders, but the tips of his fingers reaching across as much of her chest as he could. He almost touched the swell of her barely legal breasts. "Feel it like, wind in your hair. Sunlight on your chest." With those words he dared to slid his hands down until just the tips of his fingers were under the neck of her top, then right back out before she could really process what just happened.

Running his fingers up through the base of her skull he continued, "Feel it like a physical touch." He continued to massage her scalp and all but growled the command, "Again." But he didn't stop rubbing her hair and massaging her head.
 
His touch was unexpected, so she paused for a moment. Had he been any other man, she might have shrugged off his hands firmly. As it was, she had been alone in her room with him once a week for three years so she trusted that he was simply passionate about molding her into being a skilled and remarkable pianist.

Indeed, his hands moved too quickly for her to realize that he was encroaching on unexplored territory. She found his massage to be a little bit of an odd teaching method, but she could rationalize the reasoning behind it. Sophie tried to relax under his insistent hands.

She looked at the piano with a determined expression, soaking up all of his suggestions and considering how she was going to apply it to her movements. Her fingers went into position on the piano and there was silence for another moment as she contemplated the emotions in the song, his fingers rubbing her scalp through her golden hair.

It began, her fingers moving slowly over the keys, caressing them almost as she slowly played the song. The tempo swelled and slowed at points, and sometimes she would punctuate certain chords to make the song lean toward being more sad than mysterious or romantic.
 
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"Good. Very good." Adrian said, moving to look Sophie over again. He stood next to the piano saying, "You understand feeling the music, but can you ignore distraction." He gestured, walking away with a care, "Take off your top. Bra too." He pause and leaned against the piano, talking as if to himself or others.

"Anyone can play, but can they play and ignore their own discomfort?" He gestured as if he didn't care, all the while burning to see Sophie topless. "If you want, I will play wearing nothing but my shoes, briefs and hair tie.

He pulled his curly pony tail over his shoulder as if to prove his point and waited for Sophie to either strip down more or call his bluff.
 
Her face turned pink for a moment, and she looked looked away from him. She didn’t think she could handle seeing him naked-she would be far too uncomfortable to play at all. Taking off her shirt though was intimidating as well, having not been topless around anyone but her family.

Little alarm bells were going off in her head, but she was still barely able to rationalize his actions by assuming that nudity was the only way he could make her uncomfortable without resorting to other methods.

“I... I’ll take off my shirt, but my bra stays on. I don’t think I can play being completely topless around you.” Her nimble fingers grabbed the edge of her turtleneck and pulled it off over her head, revealing a pink bra with white polka dots. Her large, pale breasts rested comfortably within them.

“Just don’t look, please.” She mumbled, obviously embarrassed and uncomfortable.
 
"If I don't look, then you won't be self concious. But for the purpose of the lesson I will look away." Adrian turned his back to Sophie but found a reflective surface to watch her through.

When she played he watched the reflection of her breasts and knew he had to have her.

"Wait." He said, still not turning to see her but letting his fingers slide along the piano. "You need to learn to tune out distractions. Stand up." Adrian moved the bench so that Sophie had to lean over, her skirt riding up just a bit for Adrian to get a nice view as he pretended not to watch.
 
The naive girl looked behind her in surprise when he removed the bench. “I don’t see how this is teaching me, but okay...” her voice reluctantly pointed out. she was glad he wasn’t looking since she could feel her skirt tickle the tops of her thighs as she bent over. It didn’t even occur to her to be aware of the tall mirror near her bed that gave him the opportunity to take her body with his eyes.

She played once more, her blond tresses spilling over her shoulders, some of them lightly brushing against her young breasts. Her skirt fluttered a bit as she moved back and forth over the keys, trying to concentrate on playing correctly while still putting emotion to it. Her nervousness impacted her, and she missed more notes than the last time, her fingers sometimes making a clumsy slip.
 
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Adrian knelt behind her, hands moving quickly under her skirt to grab her waist. He bit down on her ass finally able to act upon the impulses he'd been fighting all this time. He was rock hard already, and focused on keeping her pinned between himself and the piano.
 
Sophie yelped in surprise and alarm, her fingers slamming into the piano causing a discordant roar from the instrument. Once she regained her balance, she pushed back against him, trying to get free. Her eyes were confused and shocked, not entirely sure exactly what was going on.

“What are you doing?! Mr. Adrian, stop!” She registered his teeth on her soft ass cheek and his large hands firmly holding her hips. She winced as he pressed his teeth a little bit more upon her skin. The girl didn’t know why he was biting her, but recognized that he was in a position to touch some very private areas. This lesson was taking a dark turn, and she didn't want to know where he was going with this.

"I said stop!"
 
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"Shhhh, Sophie. don't fight me." He hugged her waist to keep her from moving. With one free hand he shoved down one side of her panties. Exposing her perfect little ass to him. Pinning her again he undid his pants next.

"You've been teasing me with this fine ass for too long."

He pushed her down on the piano and licked this fingers to lube his barely legal student so he could force his thick cock into her pussy with protection. "Ooooh, yes!" He said, feeling himself slide home and deep into his sexy student. "Fuck that's so tight. Are you a virgin Sophie?"
 
She winced as his fingers spread his saliva along the outside of her pussy, and then inside. The feeling of him preparing her with his slick fingers felt disgusting and wrong, but her hormone-laden body reacted to his touch and started to get a little wet.

Sophie wailed as she felt his meaty cock plunge deep within her, her legs trembled uncontrollably. It felt painful having someone inside of her, her pussy stung and felt like he was roughly pinching her insides. “You’re hurting me! Adrien!” Her arms reached back to see if she could pinch him or scratch him at the very least. She couldn’t do much with his strong body pressing her to her piano, but she had to try.

She wasn’t sure if she ought to lie to deny him the satisfaction of taking her first time, or tell the truth in the hopes that he would be more gentle in his assault. An impatient smack to the ass forced her decision, “I-I am. So please stop this. I wanted my first time to be special, not like this!” There were tears in her eyes as she said this.
 
"I'm already inside you." Adrian said, leaning in to press Sophie against the piano and continued to work his cock in and out of her deflowered pussy. "Feel that? You're not a virgin anymore." He grabbed a handful of her hair and turned her head to the side.

Kissing her cheek he moved his hand from her hip to her smooth belly and slowed his pace so as not to cum early. "You're such a good girl." He thrust hard and stopped, "a very good girl." He thrust again, the piano moving forward just a bit. "You feel it. You feel your first hot cock inside, don't you?"
 
As his balls slapped against her clit, her pussy became a little more lubricated from the stimulation. She could start to hear the sloppy sound of his pole invading her now-wet pussy. Sophie didn’t want to be wet for him, this distasteful man who had her bent over against her will for his own pleasure. As she became wetter, it started to hurt less and another feeling started to be mixed in.

She squeezed her eyes shut as he kissed her giving as much of a shake of her head as she could with his hand gripping her hair. “Don’t say such disgusting things!” Her small voice cried out. He had her pressed so firmly against the piano that her breasts occasionally were pushed into the keys by his thrusts.

As he thrusted hard within her, she whimpered loudly each time as the head of his cock fought to go as deep as possible, almost as though it were trying to enter her fertile womb. The soft asscheeks of hers rippled from the force of his hips. “Adrian... Don’t do this... You can still stop and I won’t tell anyone. We can just go back to how it was, please!”
 
Adrian continued to shove into her. His hand reaching up to push her top away and pull at her bra to expose her breasts. "We can't go back. I can't un-fuck you." He pressed deep and held himself in her, just seconds away from exploding in her pussy.

"I can't return your virginity. We both know that you've had a real cock now." He returned to thrusting over and over. "Now I'm going to cum in you. I'm going to cum in your barely legal cunt. You're going to take my cum. You're going to take it all." He started to put more of his body into the thrusts and grunting louder. "Take it all, baby. Take it. Take it! Oh! Oh, yes!!"

A wave of lava shot into Sophia and still Adrian kept thrusting, as if trying to throw it deeper and deeper into her womb. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming, baby! Cum. In you... all in you." He emptied his balls in her baby maker and kissed the back of her neck.
 
Her face morphed into a horrified expression as he told her about his imminent intention to pump her full of his seed. She wasn’t on birth control, so there was a very real possibility that he could get her pregnant if he followed through with his threats. It sickened her to imagine her bearing his child in her womb, being reminded of his grasping fingers and eager thrusts.

She started to fight him more, bucking backward and trying to squirm out of his grip, but it was all useless. His hot breath could be felt on her face as he panted and grunted, giving her a play-by-play of his passionate fuck. His cock tensed within her as she felt his hot gooey cum coat her insides. A disheartened wail was coaxed from her once more as she jerked against the piano from his remaining thrusts. Tears fell down her cheeks and her body went limp. She was heartbroken, but she was glad at least that it was over.
 
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Adrian put her panties back in place and backed away from his pupil. "Your first time is never special. If it wasn't me, it would be some guy who pretended to love you and say all the things he knows you want to hear. Then he'd brag to all his friends that he stole your virginity and get high fives. But, now, you know it's nothing special.

"He sticks it in your a bunch of times and his wad blasts into you. That's it. No music, no bells, no stars or whatever the movies make you think."

Adrian stepped to Sophie's side, his cock still thick but only half erect. "Want to at least look at it?" He asked her. "Boys like a girl who's confident and not timid. I think looking at one will make it less of a mystery for you. You won't be in shock when he pulls it out."

With care and tenderness he stroked Sophie's hair and shoulder, as if assuring her everything was okay now.
 
She stood bent over for a few more moments, breathing shakily and listening to what he was saying. When he stroked her shoulder, she swatted his hand away, glaring up at him accusingly. He was equating what just happened to something she would now never get to experience. He had robbed her of the opportunity to to be gently taken, seduced into opening her legs, wet with desire.

“Get away from me, Adrien. You can try to downplay what just happened, but you and I both know the truth. You just bent me over and fucked me as rough as you wanted. Just.. get out of my house.” She didn’t look down at his cock- she didn’t want to see it covered in cum and her own juices.

Sophie straightened up, covered her breasts protectively with her arms, and walked toward her bed silently; she had hung a few silk scarves on the bed-frame. There was some mace in her bedside table, and even though the deed was done, she no longer felt safe.
 
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Adrian just watched as his pupil walked to her bed, but instead of putting his cock away he slipped his shoes off and shoved his pants down to the floor. "Well, if that's how you really feel..." He charged the bed, grabbing Sophie's wrists and pinning her down.

Swinging one leg over her he rested his ass and balls on her chest as he wrestled her arms to the bed while moving her onto her back so she could see him. "Stop fighting and it won't hurt so much! Am afraid our lesson isn't over - your parents paid for the full hour. It would be rude to leave now."
 
“Get off me!” She cried, trying to get out from underneath him. She moved her arms to try to push him off, but he pinned them above her head. Sophie continued to rage and struggle against him for another moment or two before stopping.

She panted and looked up at him with a mix of fear and anger as he sat on her chest. Her eyes drifted downward and she blanched. There it was: his cock in all it’s glory. It was large and intimidating, still slick with fluids. She didn’t want to do anything more for this vile man. “I’m not going to just let you have your way.” With that, she clamped her mouth shut, clenching her teeth and pursing her lips tightly.
 
"Good!" Adrian let one of her arms go and started to tie the other to the headboard with the scarf. He was oddly quick about doing so, implying this wasn't his first time to tie a woman up. As he did so, his cock got harder and harder. Looking at Sophie he smiled, like that's going to stop me? I don't need you to suck it to cum all over your face." He turned his attention to her other hand to tie it as well.
 
Though she was still a moment before, She fruitlessly resisted his efforts to incapacitate her hands, trying to grab his hands with her free hand to keep him from tying her. He was very speedy about doing it though, so she soon found him gripping her other wrist while one was already tied. Her heart beat quickly as she contemplated not being able to fight back at all from whatever sick thing he planned on doing next.

Her soft pink lips loosened and she looked up at the wrist he was tying with panic. “Adrien, haven’t you done enough? Why are you doing this? We’ve known each other for three years.” Her eyes teared up again as she spoke with a hint of betrayal in her voice. “I trusted you!”

Both wrists were now both pulled up over her head, snugly secured by the silk scarves. No matter how she tugged, she couldn’t seem to get loose.
 
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"Shut your mouth." With her hands secured he grabbed his dick and slapped her across the cheek with it. "The only thing your tongue is good for, is licking his." He slapped the tip of his hot cock on her chin and then started stroking himself long and slow.

"You trusted me, but you how now idea how hard it has been to see you, week after week and month after month. Watching you grow into this sexy goddess and be denied for so many reasons."

Adrian slid his body down, his hardon just stiff enough to enter Sophie again. "Now I'm taking what was supposed to be mine." He thrust in her for the second time, "You're mine. Oh, yes, you're mine." He got onto his knees, still pounding her with his manhood and took off his shirt. Wearing only socks now he went to work at taking off Sophie's clothes, ripping what he had to, and leaning in to thrust into her harder. "So good, Sophie. So. Nice." He moved his leg, changed the angle, and kept thrusting.
 
She flinched as his cock smacked her face, turning her head away from him. All she wanted to do was run away and take a shower so that she could clean his cum out of her as soon as possible. Every minute that ticked by made it more likely that his sperm would find their mark. And now as she looked down at him, she saw and felt him enter her again.

This time, she was well-lubricated by a combination of her own fluids and his cum, so it didn’t hurt as much. It started to feel good as he thrusted, his adjustment caused him to start to hit a very sensitive spot. She bit her lip, trying to stop herself from moaning. However, she started to make little gasping sounds as he thrusted. It was humiliating to say the least.

“I’m. Ah! Not yours. Ah! Stop!” She tried to buck her legs, but his grip was firm. Her perky breasts bounced as he thrusted, her nipples starting to become hard and sensitive.
 
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