("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Shelby's Duet by J. J. Cure (address withheld) *** A young girl has a crush on her piano teacher. (M/f- teen, ped, rom) *** Shelby yawned and stretched in her bed as the summer sun beamed over the curtain. In another month she'd be in tenth grade. She didn't have a driver's license yet, but she was ready to have some fun. She pulled the covers back and looked between her legs. Her clitoris protruded a little and her inner pussy lips hung below her pubic mound. She was wet with anticipation. Shelby had decided that she was going to seduce Mr. Bolden, her piano teacher. He was a nice man, divorced and with a daughter of his own. Shelby realized that she had a huge crush on him, but had never let her feelings surface. Young girls were not supposed to be intimate with older men, but Shelby hoped today would be an exception. Shelby put extra effort into her appearance as she prepared for her afternoon piano lesson. She showered and styled her brown hair. She selected some pants that fit her tightly through the crotch, highlighting her pussy mound. Shelby imagined the piano teacher, overwhelmed with lust, removing her clothes and having his way her in the privacy of the piano studio. Shelby's mother drove her to the teacher's house. The music studio was in small cottage, secluded by dense trees, off to the side of Mr. Bolden's house. Her mother always waited in the car while Shelby went inside for the piano lesson. Mr. Bolden was still working with another student when Shelby entered the studio, so she sat down in the waiting room. She pulled her pants up tight and sat in a position that would draw her teacher's eyes between her legs. She hadn't worn a panty. The piano playing stopped and a teenage boy walked through the waiting room and out the door. Shelby's heart beat excitedly now that she was alone with her teacher. Mr. Bolden came into the waiting room and gulped at the sight of his young student. The girl sat on the loveseat with her legs parted. The crotch of her pants displayed the bulge of her swollen pussy mound. "Hi Mr. Bolden." He sat down next to Shelby. "How have this week's lessons been going?" "I've been stuck on a section of this piece. I can't figure out how to count the rhythm." Shelby laid the sheet music over her thigh. He couldn't help staring at her crotch. Her blouse was unbuttoned below her breast. Mr. Bolden explained how too count the rhythm for triplets. His hand was only inches away from her pubic mound. Shelby adjusted her position and the front of her shirt opened. He saw the edge of her breast. "Is your mom waiting for you?" "She's out in the car." Mr. Bolden got up and flipped a latch to lock the door. Shelby followed him to the piano. He played the section of the piece that had been troubling her. His fingers gracefully danced over the keys. Their legs touched as they sat on the piano bench together. Shelby placed her hand on his thigh as he played. He developed an erection that extended down his pant-leg, toward her hand. The sexual arousal took his thoughts away from the music and he hit a wrong note. "Don't feel bad Mr. Bolden. Do you realize how many wrong notes I played this week?" "Thank you Shelby, I'm glad you don't expect me to be perfect." She leaned against his arm and moved her hand up his leg, over his erection. Mr. Bolden flipped through some sheets of music, as if nothing unusual was happening. Shelby and his daughter were about the same age. Something like this could ruin his career. He could go to jail. She could get pregnant. There were so many reasons to not let this go further. He slid his hand inside her shirt and fondled her small breast. "I really like you Mr. Bolden." Her eyes were pretty, a rich brown, like the color of hazel nuts. She smelled fresh. It felt warm, between her legs, where his hand squeezed and rubbed the fleshy mound through her pants. "Shelby, it's time to start your lesson." Mr. Bolden stood Shelby next to the piano. He pulled down her pants and ran his hands over her little bottom. Her shaved pussy exposed the ruby cunt lips that hung below her pubic mound. She was more like a woman than a girl. Mr. Bolden removed his own pants. Shelby's eyes fixed on the purple vein that supplied blood to his hard cock. He sat down on the piano bench and then pulled Shelby in front of him, facing the keyboard. He sat Shelby on his lap, with her legs outside of his own. His erection stood up between her thighs. She flipped through her sheet music on the piano as he played with her pussy. Her cunt lips were swollen and thick. He inserted his middle finger into her hot pussy. "Shelby, stand up please, just a little." She did as she was told. She felt her teacher position the tip of his cock beneath her, at the entrance to her cunt. He rubbed the tip of his cock on her, spreading her inner labia. He pulled her hips downward and Shelby slid over his cock. "Oh Mr. Bolden, I really like the way you teach piano." "You're learning fast, Shelby. Now let's work on your assignment." Shelby played the piano with a cock inside her. When she was done, her teacher thrust his cock into her and squeezed her nipples. "That was excellent Shelby, you're a good girl." Shelby's wet cunt took him in. She felt softer, wetter, and more welcoming than any woman he'd ever been with, and she was only fifteen years old. Shelby's mother turned on the radio as she waited in the car outside. "Oh Mr. Bolden, you're the best piano teacher." He reached around Shelby and selected another piece of sheet music from her lessons. "I think we'll finish with a duet." Shelby had this piece memorized, as it was one of her favorites. The teacher played along with her, each of his hands moving in unison with hers on the keyboard. Shelby felt her teacher's cock gently moving too, playing its own song inside her. He held her tightly when they reached the end of the music. His hips undulated, his cock stroked into his young student. Shelby's hands slammed down on the keyboard as a wave of pleasure ripped from her bowels to her brain. Juice from her cunt soaked his cock and dripped over his balls. "Mr. Bolden, you're so big and hard!" "You sexy little girl, don't you know that you made me this way?" A bird landed on a tree branch outside the window. Shelby reminded him of his daughter. He pressed into her as deeply as possible. A muscle contracted in his sex organ. He pumped the young girl full of sperm. After the loving, Shelby studied his eyes to see how the experience had impacted him. He zipped up her pants, buttoned her shirt and kissed her on the forehead. They sat down at the piano one more time to review her assignments for the coming week. "Mr. Bolden, I really liked the duet we played today. Do you think we could play a duet again next week?" "Yes Shelby, I think we should play a duet every week for now on." They hugged and kissed until it was time for Shelby to leave. Shelby got into her mother's car with her mind spinning over the day's developments. She couldn't believe that she'd actually seduced her piano teacher. "How was your lesson," her mom said as she started the car. "It was great Mom, I can't wait to go back next week." THE END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 60