[Repost] The Piano Teacher (Rape and Abuse Adult Fiction)

This article was last edited by kingazaz on 2016-10-2 04:15

Now, many years have passed, and I have never told anyone about this. I am getting married soon, and my partner is a great one. He is a very motivated, hardworking and sincere person. But it's also boring. That's life.

Now let me tell you the story between me and Alin.

Alin was my student. When I taught him, he was in the second year of high school. He was only 17 years old, very young.

I had just graduated from college and had been working for two or three years. My job was not stable and I mostly did tutoring jobs. I was about 25 years old at that time, in the prime of my youth.

Alin looks like an ordinary high school sophomore, a little shy, of medium build, and has the lean and strong look of a young boy. Not ugly, but not particularly outstanding either.

When I first met him, he just looked at me and lowered his head.

That day I wore a simple white dress with a beige knitted jacket on the outside. My long hair was draped over my shoulders, making me look very elegant and graceful.

His parents told me that their child had never learned piano, but recently because of the heavy schoolwork pressure, he suddenly said he wanted to learn piano to relieve academic pressure.

I have no doubt about it.

Actually, I have never taught a student this old. In the past, I only received elementary school or at most junior high school children. But I thought it didn’t matter. He is only a sophomore in high school. How threatening can a sophomore in high school be?

I couldn't be more wrong.

At the beginning, A-Lin behaved like a normal, well-behaved student. Although he was not a fast learner and his talent was limited, he was serious, obedient and polite.

The only thing that bothered me a little was that when he was learning the piano, I sat next to him, and sometimes his elbow would gently brush across my chest, as if accidentally, hitting my most sensitive nipple.

Although I didn't say anything on the surface, my body couldn't help but tremble a little, as if something inside me woke up briefly. I had no choice but to control myself and not show any abnormality.

None of the other students would behave like this, but I suppressed the feeling that something was wrong by convincing myself that this was a big kid, the chair was too small for us (it wasn't), and he didn't do it on purpose.

At that time, I had broken up with my boyfriend for a while and I still had no new partner.

Before I met Alin, I was not some ignorant newbie. I had sexual experience and was confident about my body, but I had never indulged in carnal desires.

During the period from college to work, I had two boyfriends and had sex with both of them. They were obviously very satisfied with my body. After we broke up, one of my partners said subtly that he wanted to maintain a relationship "a little more than just ordinary friends", but I rejected him.

For me, having sex with them is because I love them at that time and am willing to meet their needs, but the sexual act itself is optional for me. I never got any pleasure from it.

So, when A-Lin teased me so gently, I reacted, which was weird.

"Ah Lin, no..."

I was lying on the bed, the young boy was pumping wildly into me, the sound of my wet juices squeezing out and the sound of our flesh slapping against each other echoed in the room.

"Hmm...hmm...hmm...no, stop it..." Even so, I moaned uncontrollably. This usually obedient boy was unusually ferocious at this moment, with no sign of stopping.

I woke up in a sweat, my panties were sticky and slippery, and even a small spot on the bed sheet was wet. I felt ashamed that I had fantasized about having sex with my student in my dream.

Even so, when he meets A-Lin, he always remains calm.

At that time, I thought it must be because I hadn’t had a boyfriend for too long that I had this kind of erotic dream.

One day, on a holiday afternoon, I went to their house to teach piano as usual. When I opened the door, the only one who greeted me was A-Lin.

His expression looked a little strange and depressed. He just said that his parents were not at home and took me upstairs.

By the way, Alin's family can actually be considered wealthy. Their house is an independent villa with a music room that only has a piano and a sofa. When the door is closed, there is good sound insulation.

However, when he was practicing the piano, his parents would not close the door completely for the sake of politeness and safety. They would leave a small gap to allow the sound of the piano to flow out.

At this time, Alin and I were practicing the piano together and talking about new songs, one teaching and the other learning, but he was absent-minded and kept looking out the window with slightly red eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" I was about to scold him with a stern face, but he started crying instead.

A big boy just cried like that, leaving me at a loss as to what to do.

"My dad...my mom and the others, they're getting a divorce." He cried so fragilely that I let down my guard.

He leaned on my shoulder, so I had to hug him gently and pat his back.

Alin also hugged me back, and although I felt it was inappropriate, it was difficult to break free from him.

Things are getting weirder and weirder.

He rested his head on my chest, and when he cried, he exhaled softly, which made my most sensitive nipples numb through my underwear and stand up. His nose rubbed against me from time to time, deepening the pleasure. His hands wandered behind my back, and I was stunned for a moment, and my body arched slightly. I felt myself enjoying his seemingly unintentional caress, and began to have a small reaction.

I tried to struggle free, but he held me tighter. By the time I realized I should resist, my bra was undone through my thin shirt.

The bra slipped down, revealing the light red areola through the shirt. Alin immediately found that sensitive spot and teased it with his tongue and nibbled it gently with his teeth.

I was caught off guard and didn't resist for a moment. I let him suck and ravage my pink buds. The sensitive nipples soon became swollen and red, standing upright through the thin clothes.

"No..." I reached out to push him away.

This kind of escape made me feel weak all over. I could hardly bear the pleasure. Plus, I hadn't had a man for so long. Every time he licked me, I trembled and couldn't help but squeeze my legs together. I felt a warm current in my body and the vaginal fluid slowly seeped out between my legs. This was a physiological reaction that couldn't fool anyone, but it shouldn't have happened.

"Stop, you're taking it too far," I protested, but my body reacted naturally.

"Teacher, don't you want it?" he said, grabbing my wrists with one hand to prevent me from breaking free.

Even if he hadn't grabbed me, I would have started to feel weak. After all, by this time, I was already wet.

He pressed me down on the chair with my hands pulled over my head. My soft and big breasts bulged out, tightly stretched under my shirt, fully exposed to him. They trembled slightly out of a little fear and shame, which seemed to make him even more excited.

I tried to struggle and found that although Alin was only a 17-year-old boy, he was much stronger than me. I couldn't get rid of him by my own strength.

"You, you let me go, let's just forget about this, otherwise..." I stuttered. Alin had already reached out and unbuttoned my chest. My round and white breasts bounced out, and my pink nipples stood up shyly in the air, exposed in front of him, making it impossible for me to concentrate.

"What else?" he said.

"No!" I suddenly shouted. He had already put his hand under my skirt and pulled off my panties.

I struggled and tried to close my legs, but he pulled the panties all the way down and hung them around one of my ankles, as if mocking his inability to do anything.

"Teacher, you are so beautiful." He praised me while pushing me down on the piano chair. My legs were spread apart on both sides of the chair, my pink labia were wetly open, my skirt was lifted to my waist, my private parts were completely exposed in front of him, and my shirt was also unbuttoned. I was completely naked in front of him.

Ignoring my extreme shame, he admired the sparse, soft hair there, and the clear vaginal fluid that moistened my pink slit. Then he leaned over and took my pointed pink nipple into his mouth, circling it with his tongue and nibbling it gently with his teeth from time to time.

My brain couldn't think. The pleasure now was ten times stronger than just now through the clothes. I was almost numb. I didn't know how this young boy could have such good skills. I had never encountered such a situation before. I didn't consider myself a slutty woman, but the physiological reaction made me arch my body uncontrollably, allowing him to play with me more and ravage my perfectly shaped breasts.

"Ah... um... stop, you can't..." In fact, I felt so comfortable that I could hardly bear it, but reason still made me hold myself back.

Waves of pleasure came over me like the tide. His lips pressed against mine, and his tongue stirred in my mouth. He sucked on my small, soft tongue to his heart's content, just enough to swallow up my soft moans.

"Teacher, do you want me to fuck you?" He moved to my ear and whispered.

"No..." I said, biting my lip. Being molested like this by an underage boy is extremely shameful, and it is even more inappropriate to have sex with him.

"No..." I muttered to myself almost unconsciously, with my moral bottom line still persisting at the last moment.

"No...ah!" He grabbed one of my legs, lifted me up a little, and then pushed hard into me through my pants. My pussy couldn't help but tighten, and a tingling sensation like an electric current ran through my body. I could feel that he was extremely hard, and even with just this one push, I knew that his thing was not small, and might even be much thicker and longer than that of my ex-boyfriend. Then he looked down at his light-colored pants, which were now so swollen that they were about to burst, and there were watermarks of my love juice on them.

"Teacher, you still say no..." He didn't unbutton his pants, but just touched the erection there.

"I'll ask you again, do you want me to fuck you?"

"No, no..." I said.

He held my earlobe in his mouth and blew air into my ear. He reached his hand between my legs, caressing my labia, and rubbing my swollen and engorged clitoris with the calloused part of his fingers.

"Ah...ah..." I couldn't bear it anymore and moaned softly. His fingers were soon made slippery by my vaginal fluid. His thumb continued to rub my sensitive clitoris. The pleasure went straight to my brain. He inserted half of his middle finger into my vagina. Although I was unwilling rationally, my vagina tightened several times, like little lips, greedily sucking his fingers.

"You still don't want this?" he said.

While asking, he deepened and increased the movements of his hands, twisting my swollen clitoris vigorously with his fingers. I felt both pain and comfort. His index and middle fingers stimulated my vagina deeply and shallowly. After his fingers were soaked in my vaginal fluid, they moved in and out of my body freely and unimpeded. I wanted to say no, but I couldn't make a normal sound. I tried my best to restrain myself and bit my lower lip, but I still couldn't help it. Under his teasing, I moaned softly, twisting my hips and arching my waist from time to time.

The vaginal fluid flowed out even more uncontrollably. He controlled his fingers and kneaded them, playing with the flesh between my legs, making an obscene sound of water. The obscene sound of water stimulated me, and the vaginal fluid flowed out even more, wetting my beige dress.

While playing with me, he enjoyed my struggle which was full of shame and my lewd expression because of being too comfortable.

"Teacher, I see you usually act like a little saint, so I really want to know what your expression is when you are fucked by a man..."

He said, tear off my clothes and follow my finger between my breasts, lower abdomen, belly button... to between my legs.

Before this, I had never asked a man to give me a blowjob, nor had I ever given a man a blowjob. I thought it was dirty and disgusting. However, when he played with my clitoris with his tongue and lightly stimulated my pussy with his fingers, I lost my mind.

I made a sound I had never heard before.

"Please... mmm... I can't take it anymore... please... follow me... ah... ah... ah..." I moaned,

His tongue slowly rotated and sucked on my clitoris, his fingers occasionally fiddled with my labia, and he also inserted his fingers into the hole to stir it. I was so stimulated that I couldn't resist and could only cooperate with his movements, thrusting my waist again and again, as if simulating the feeling of being thrust into by him.

"Oh...please...I want it..." I begged him, almost crying.

"Teacher, you are so slutty. Didn't you say no just now?" He laughed and continued to play with me with his tongue and mouth.

"Then..." I said with difficulty, interrupting from time to time because of the excessive comfort, making intermittent moans,

"That was just now... um... um... ah... now... ah ah..." My pussy tightened several times because of the pleasure. I couldn't form a complete sentence and couldn't speak properly.

As if to torture me, he turned a deaf ear to me.

I moved my hips to get him deeper.

At this time, he had let go of his hands, but I had already surrendered. My body was captured by the pleasure and I just wanted him to insert it and thrust hard.

I grabbed the back of the chair with my hands and unconsciously shook my slender waist and round, perky buttocks in a sexy posture.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked.

"Hmm..." Reason returned a little, but disappeared quickly, "I...I want...I want..."

"Well... Teacher, I want to see you touch yourself."

"Please..." I said, and actually reached out to touch his crotch.

"No." He pushed me away, "Teacher, I want to watch you masturbate."

At this time, I was completely controlled by sexual desire. I was willing to do anything he asked me to do. I listened to A Lin's words obediently like a puppet. I grabbed my breasts with my left hand, rubbed my pointed nipples with my fingers, and rubbed them up and down with my palms, shaking and showing off in front of the boy, while moaning softly, and my right hand reached into the crack of my flesh, rubbing my clitoris, which was red, swollen, and hard and painful.

When I didn't have a boyfriend, I would also masturbate secretly under the covers at night, but my clitoris had never been so hard or so wet.

I felt ashamed to masturbate without caring about my image in front of the boy, but I was also excited at the same time because I was about to reach orgasm.

"Okay," A-Lin said, pulling my hands apart again.

Then he stood up, unzipped his pants, and his huge, engorged cock sprang out.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked.

It's not like I haven't seen anything like this before, but compared to my last two boyfriends, it was incredibly large and thick. A Lin grabbed his huge cock and rubbed it against my hole which was already wet.

My pussy felt numb and tingling, and then it tightened a few times. He was obviously very satisfied with my reaction. Now he had won and could play with me to his heart's content.

He was not in a hurry at all. He inserted his glans lightly into the hole and then pulled it out.

"Oh...don't do this...please..."

"What did you ask me for?" he asked.

"I said..." He stretched out his fingers and continued to play with my pussy.

I can't bear it anymore, "Please make love to me..."

"You should ask me to fuck you with my cock..."

"Please...fuck me with your cock..."

"How do I fuck you?"

I'm speechless.

"Teacher, you've been to college, so you shouldn't be at a loss for words, right?"

His fingers were ravaging my lower body as he said, "Tell me, how should I fuck you?"

"Hardly...fuck my little pussy with your big cock..." I said hesitantly, throwing all shame out of my mind.

"That's not enough, how are you going to beg me?" he said, "Not only do you want me to fuck you, you want me to fuck you to death."

"Okay... please, fuck me hard, harder... fuck me to death... ah!" Before I could finish my words, he suddenly "puffed" and penetrated my vagina.

“Ahhhhh…” I arched my waist.

I could feel that he had filled my little hole up, but hadn't yet inserted it all the way to the bottom.

"Teacher, you don't have much experience, right? It's quite tight. Your boyfriend never fucked you well before, right? It's a pity that you are so beautiful and so slutty." A Lin said.

He grabbed my left ankle with one hand, pulled it over his shoulder, and kissed the inside of my slender calf with his mouth, which made me twitch again.

"Teacher, do you know that you are very sensitive?" Alin said. My legs are very long, and when they rest on his shoulders they look even more slender, white and beautiful.

I bit my lower lip and was unable to speak. The pleasure caused waves of involuntary tremors. I have already thrown away my dignity, and now all I can think about is for him to penetrate me deeply and fuck me hard.

He used his other hand to push my right leg upwards, stretching my private parts completely.

He adjusted his position and suddenly thrust hard, and the entire huge rod was inserted into my vagina.

"Ah!" It hurts.

I suddenly woke up because of the pain. When I realized that I was lying on the piano chair, being toyed with and fucked by a young boy who was several years younger than me, my senses returned instantly and I was overwhelmed by shame.

"I...I don't want it anymore." I said, trying to push him away and sit up.

"Impossible, teacher, this is what you wanted, you can't regret it." He said with a slight grin, revealing his true face. He pressed me down on the chair and slowly thrust in and out of my body.

As he thrust in and out, he looked down at the place where we were connected, slowly pulling out his penis, and then slowly pushing it all the way in. With the last thrust, he would always push hard, making a slight "puff" sound, and I would not be able to help but moan.

After a few strokes, the flowing juices completely lubricated his cock, and my pussy no longer felt the tight pain.

A Lin started moving, his huge cock going in and out, rubbing against my sensitive and engorged flesh.

"Mmm...Mmm...Mmm..." I shook my hips and arched my waist, allowing him to thrust in and out again and again.

Although Alin is only a high school student, his penis is much bigger than any of my previous boyfriends. I quickly lost control and started moaning. With my previous boyfriend, I rarely moaned even at critical moments, but at this moment, it seemed as if I couldn't control myself and I moaned intermittently.

Although I knew in my head that I shouldn't be toyed with by such a young boy, the shame made me more excited, and the pleasure was stronger than ever before.

He continued to adjust his posture, and suddenly during the thrusting, I felt he hit a particular spot.

"Oh...there..." I moaned, and my body suddenly felt numb and my mind went blank.

I used to think that things like the G-spot and the pistil were all lies and just men’s fantasies. Now I suddenly realize that they are all real and he hit that spot.

Alin didn't let go of my reaction, he hit me again viciously.

"Ohhh!" I couldn't help but arch my vagina to allow him to go deeper.

"Teacher, are you comfortable?" he asked.

"Hmm... Hmm... So comfortable... Ahhhh..." He kept thrusting in and out, in and out. My legs were shaking uncontrollably, and my pussy juice was gushing out like a broken dam, flowing down my thighs. I couldn't utter complete sentences.

A Lin was thrusting wildly, my round breasts were bouncing back and forth under his thrusts, the pink buds were engorged with blood, he held them in his mouth for a while, then rubbed them hard with his hands, I grabbed the corner of the chair with both hands, one leg still hanging on his shoulder, I straightened my waist, letting him play with me hard and thrust violently.

Although I am thin, my butt is plump. He pushes in and out, and when he reaches the bottom, he hits my soft buttocks, making a slapping sound of flesh, occasionally mixed with the obscene sound of juice.

Pah pah pah…puff…pah pah pah pah pah…puff…

A Lin was thrusting in and out, shallowly or deeply. My reason and dignity were gone. I just wanted him to keep thrusting his huge, hard cock deep into my body.

“Mmmmm…ah…ah…fuck me…fuck me hard…it feels so good…don’t stop…please…” I was moaning incoherently, not knowing what I was saying.

In a few minutes I reached orgasm, my hot pussy sucking the boy's huge cock hard.

But Alin hadn't ejaculated yet and continued to thrust hard.

"Ah...ah...I'm going to die...It's so good...so comfortable...I can't take it anymore...I'm coming...ah...mm..." Before I stopped, I twisted my breasts and hips in a lasciviously manner, allowing A Lin to thrust deeper, and I screamed obscenely. The orgasm came one after another, as if there would never be an end. I was shaking and twitching, and the non-stop orgasm almost made me faint, while A Lin continued to thrust hard.

"It feels good, right? Have your previous boyfriends ever made you climax like this?"

"So...so good...ah...ah...no...no, you are the first...they are not as big as you, not as good as you...mm...mm...so comfortable...fuck me to death, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die..." I continued to moan.

Finally, A Lin's hard cock pushed as deep as possible, and every time it did so, a "puff" sound of water was heard. Along with my hysterical moans, he was about to come too.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Finally, he let out a low moan, grabbed my shoulders, and pushed hard to the bottom, shooting all the hot semen inside me.

After the climax, I collapsed in the chair, unable to move, my whole body flushed, and all my strength used up.

Alin's penis was still inside me.

I tried to get up, but he hugged me again, pressed me down on the chair, and wouldn't let me leave. His penis was still a little hard, and even though he had ejaculated, it was not completely soft.

Soon, he caressed my soft and huge breasts, gently pinched my nipples with his fingers, twisted them teasingly, and my body became excited again unconsciously, and waves of love fluid gushed out of my pussy again. Although I felt like a complete slut and was full of shame, I had done it and there was no point in regretting it. The physical pleasure had not subsided yet and rose up again, conquering me, so I didn't resist like I did the first time. A Lin gradually got hard inside and filled my pussy, so we did it again.

This time it wasn't as intense as the first time, but I still climaxed again.

Before I met Alin, I had never experienced an orgasm, and it happened twice, with a boy younger than me.

Then we both felt a little tired, so after I cleaned up a little, I resisted the strong sleepiness and dragged my body away.

Walking on the way home, I was overwhelmed by the clear feeling of shame.

I told myself that this was shameful and dangerous. If you are caught having sex with your students, what will others think? This kind of thing must never happen again.

After waking up, I felt deep regret and pain. I even considered quitting my job right away.

But that would be dangerous. If A-Lin doesn't want to do it and makes a big deal out of it, what should I do?

So, I decided to carry on with business as usual for the time being, and wait until I was sure things were under control before I resigned and left.

However, in the next two weeks, I still took two days off on the pretext of having family matters.

I need to sort myself out before I can face it again.

But in the past two weeks, whenever I think of this, I get wet uncontrollably.

I secretly masturbated several times, more frequently than before.

It’s like something inside my body has been opened, and once it’s opened, there’s no going back.

Later I went back to continue teaching piano. The reason is simple. I also need to make money and live. I don't have many students. Besides, leaving rashly will only arouse more suspicion.

The days were peaceful for a while, we taught and learned at the same time, as if nothing had happened.

During this period, Alin behaved more normally than I did, and his parents didn't notice anything unusual.

Finally, after a while, I decided the time was right and planned to resign during these few piano lessons.

When we started the class, A-Lin took out an MP3.

"Teacher," he said to me in a pretentious tone, "I'm telling you, this MP3 has a recording function. I recorded our class."

"Really?" I answered absentmindedly.

"It's true." He forced the earphones connected to the machine into my hand and said, "Listen to it."

I listened reluctantly.

"So...so good...ah...ah...no...no, you are the first...they are not as big as you, not as good as you...mm...mm...so comfortable...mm..."

My obscene words came clearly through the headphones.

When I heard this, my face changed. He actually recorded it.

"What do you want?" I asked, suppressing my shock.

"Teacher, you are so heartless. Didn't I make you feel very comfortable that day? And you praised me for being good," he said. "Why don't you tell me honestly that I didn't make you feel very good that day?"

My face turned red and white.

"What do you want in exchange for returning the recording to me?" I asked.

"It's very simple," he suddenly took something out of his pocket. It's a short, fat stick shaped like a sausage, with a tube connected to it and a remote control-like thing at the end.

Although I have never used it, I know what it is.

He put the thing aside and started flipping through the music sheet.

"Let's choose this one." I took a look and it was "To Alice", a very simple song.

"What do you want to do?"

"Play the whole song from beginning to end once. During your performance, I can do anything to you. You cannot resist and can only play the piano. If you can play the whole song from beginning to end, you win. I will return the recording to you and will not bother you anymore."

Let me think about it. This song is only more than three minutes long, which is not long. It should be okay.

So I agreed.

When the first note of music started, he pulled up a chair, sat behind me, and put earphones in my ears.

"No..." I wanted to protest.

"Teacher, you can't be unable to play just like that, right? You can just look at the score and press the keys, right? That's not a problem." He interrupted me and played the previous recording in my ear.

This trick almost defeated me immediately. As soon as I heard my own gibberish and obscene voice in the headphones, I immediately remembered what happened that day. I remembered how I disregarded my dignity and begged him to fuck me, twisting my hips and slender waist in a lewd manner, and being fucked hard and continuously until I orgasmed. I also felt waves of intense pleasure, and just wanted to be fucked hard and violently until I died immediately from the orgasm. My skin began to flush and heat, and my body trembled involuntarily. My pussy almost immediately secreted sexual fluid, soaking my panties.

"Why not?" he said.

"If you don't play, I won't stop."

I had no choice but to start playing.

I wore a shirt and jeans that day. He first unhooked my bra and clothes, caressing my plump breasts with his hands while sucking and licking my earlobes and neck with his mouth.

He took off my headphones, and a series of voices came out of them, in which I used obscene words to ask him to fuck me hard. Thinking of the endless orgasm, the sticky honey down there has flooded.

"Teacher, your neck is so beautiful," he blew in my ear.

"Your breasts seem to be bigger than that day. Is it because of me? Do you masturbate when you think of me?"

My face turned red.

"Your ex-boyfriend must have really liked your body," he continued.

"Because you are so beautiful, they ejaculate so quickly and can't make you feel extremely good... But it's different for me..." He pinched my engorged pink nipples with his hands.

I was distracted and accidentally played a wrong note.

"You played it wrong," he said, "Then you need to play it again here, otherwise how can it be complete?"

If I keep playing, I should be able to finish it soon. But I was afraid that I wouldn't meet his requirements, so I had to start again from four bars before.

That's when he started working on my jeans.

From that day on, I deliberately dressed like this because it was difficult to take off and it would prevent him from doing anything to me again.

He unzipped it and reached into my panties.

Because my labia, clitoris and even pubic hair were already soaked with vaginal fluid after what he had just done, his fingers easily slipped into the slit of our flesh and he began to rub and play with my clitoris and labia up and down. Moreover, because I was wearing tight pants, when he moved in and out, he was rubbing my labia and clitoris deeply at the same time. The pleasure was more intense than usual, and it hit my brain in waves like electric currents, and the feeling was even stronger than last time. He deliberately rubbed my swollen and engorged vagina, and the friction between the flesh and his fingers made a slight sizzling sound.

"So... so comfortable..." I couldn't help but moan.

"Teacher, you are already so wet, do you want to continue? Do you want to keep playing?" He stretched out his fingers, which were covered with sticky love juice.

I turned away in shame.

"Then don't stop," he continued to play with me, "Don't you want to play the whole song?"

His fingers went in and out of me, and from time to time he would extend his middle finger, slide it into my wet and hot vagina, and then pull it out, pumping it over and over again. One hand was pinching my big breasts and constantly playing with the sensitive buds.

"Mmm...Mmm..." I began to moan, cooperating with his fingers.

At this point, reason gradually drifted away from me, and my mind began to fantasize uncontrollably. I wanted him to put my beautiful legs on his shoulders, and like last time, use his huge cock to insert into my flesh hole without mercy, and go in and out madly, without reservation, and fuck me fiercely, making me scream like a slut, and making my whole body out of control. I used the last bit of my strength to clamp his cock until I orgasmed, and finally spill all his semen into my body without leaving any.

But you can't.

This can't go on. I told myself that this was not right and I had to end it all.

My mind was blank and the music under my fingers no longer formed a tune, but I still played slowly, holding on to the last bit of hope.

"Ah!" I screamed again, and he lifted my waist slightly and took off my jeans.

"You can't..." I said.

"This doesn't count as a mistake. You made so many mistakes just now, but I asked you to continue playing. You can continue playing," he said.

"What if your parents come in?" I asked.

"Don't worry, they only care about themselves. Even if we kill each other, they won't come in." He said, pulling my jeans to my knees.

As he spoke, he pulled open a corner of my panties. My panties were soaked, as was the inside, and he pried my labia apart with one hand while he rubbed my slit with his sausage-like hard rod until it became wet and slippery with love juice, and then he left it there.

The feeling of having a foreign object stuck in my lower body was very uncomfortable, but it woke me up, and my fingers became more flexible again, and the song "To Alice" finally sounded somewhat decent. Maybe I can finish it.

He held my waist with one hand and turned on the electric switch of the toy with the other hand.

A strong numbness was transmitted through my clitoris to my brain.

"Mmm...ahhhhhh...mmmm..." I screamed uncontrollably, twisting my hips non-stop. I felt the honey in my vagina almost gushing out, wetting my buttocks.

"Teacher, you have never played with this kind of toys, right?" He said, "If you want, this set is for you. You can use it when you miss me in the future."

I was still moaning, but because I was afraid his parents would hear it, I covered my mouth tightly. As a result of doing this, because I couldn't vent the waves of pleasure coming from my body, the waves of numbness from the engorged flesh walls of my clitoris became doubly intense. I couldn't control myself and could only arch my waist, over and over again, as if I was being penetrated wildly by an invisible cock. My vagina involuntarily contracted repeatedly, and my legs clamped down on the high-speed vibrating toy again and again.

Then he moved the toy down and half-stuck it into my wet pussy.

"Play it, why don't you play it anymore?" he said.

From the moment I turned on the vibrator, I lost control and couldn't play the piano at all.

I tried to put my hands on the keys, but I couldn't press them at all. I felt limp all over, my juices were flowing out, my pussy was twitching and trembling constantly, and I was repeatedly swallowing the high-speed vibrating toy.

"I...I can't take it anymore...please..." I sobbed and reached out to pull out that thing.

"I don't want to go on... mmmm..."

He grabbed my hands and admired my crazy shaking hips and my flushed face.

"Teacher, then tell me, do you still want me to have sex with you in the future?" he asked.

"Okay... okay... I'll do it to you... please... it's so numb... so itchy... I can't stand it anymore... I can't stand it anymore..." I said.

"So do you like being fucked by me?"

"I... like... really like... being fucked by you..." I broke down and finally told the truth.

"Last time... After you fucked me last time, I wanted it... I've always wanted it... Every time I see you... I want to take off my pants... and let your big cock penetrate me... and fuck me hard..."

He seemed very satisfied and admired my appearance. "Teacher, you are the most beautiful person I have ever had. I also want to... train you well." He said, and after more than ten seconds, he finally turned off the toy.

When the toy was pulled out of my body with a "pop", the honey flowed down my thighs and onto the floor. What I felt was not relief, but even more hunger.

Alin took off my pants and clothes and made me stand naked, with my perfect body completely exposed in front of him. He made me kneel on the sofa, raised my butt high, then took out his huge thing and inserted it into my pussy from behind.

She had just been played with for too long, and her pussy was so wet that the big cock encountered no obstacles and went all the way in.

"Ah..." Finally being penetrated, I couldn't help but moan.

A Lin held my slender waist from behind and thrust in and out, each time hitting my plump buttocks and making a slapping sound.

"Ahhh... I've hit it... It feels so good... Um... Um... Don't stop... Um... Um..." I tried my best to hold it back, afraid of being discovered by Alin's parents, but I still couldn't help but make obscene noises continuously.

To be honest, I am quite conservative when it comes to sexual positions and have never tried coming from behind. Now I know how intense the feeling is. Waves of intense pleasure surged over from behind, even more intense than last time.

"I...I can't take it anymore...I really can't take it anymore..." I begged.

He only thrust a dozen or so times, and I could feel my climax coming.

A Lin suddenly grabbed my long hair from behind, I turned around and kissed him madly, as if I wanted to die. At the same time, my vagina was trembling, and a hot liquid flowed out, and I reached orgasm again.

After the first orgasm, Alin's penis was still hard and he hadn't ejaculated. He turned his back to me and half dragged and half hugged me to the corner of the room, where for some reason there was a floor-to-ceiling mirror.

He asked me to stand on one foot on the ground, pulled the other foot apart, then took out his penis and slowly inserted it into my body from below.

Because I was standing in front of the mirror, I saw him slowly insert the huge cock into my vagina. Just looking at this scene made me wet with excitement.

He held me, holding my waist with one hand, and thrusting hard from the bottom up, almost reaching the deepest point.

Alin is almost half a head taller than me. When he thrust upwards in this position, he would hit the center of my flower every time, making me moan in an uncontrollable manner. I looked in the mirror, and the place where we were having sex was reflected in my sight. My pussy was being penetrated and pulled out by his big cock. His cock was so thick that every time he thrust in, my labia would sink into it, and when he pulled out, his labia would turn out, and slowly slide down my legs along with the slippery pussy juice.

When he pushed hard, even the foot I was standing on was pushed off the ground, let alone how deep it was. In the end, I could only grab the sides of the mirror, and my round and full breasts swayed back and forth with his thrusts.

"Um... um... be gentle... I'm scared..." I said intermittently, afraid that the noise we made was too loud and would attract the attention of his parents.

"What are you afraid of? It's too late now, you slutty little bitch." He said in a rough voice.

As if to punish me, he slammed my butt hard several times, "pa, pa, pa, pa, pa."

"Ah... please... don't..." Although I said no, my butt was subconsciously raised up to cater to his huge rod. I looked at my breasts bouncing in the mirror in a daze. I felt ashamed of being violently pumped by the boy like a sex toy, but the lustful pleasure spread to every part of my body.

He saw my plump breasts in the mirror, bouncing out of control in front of the mirror, looking even more excited, and he grabbed my breasts with one hand and thrust hard twice, letting his big cock thrust in and out of my pussy again and again. This time I was fucked so hard that I moaned again, and my pussy juice flowed onto the floor, making it all wet.

"Is it fun..." he asked.

"Hmm... Hmm... So good..."

He grabbed my hair and made me turn my head, and our tongues intertwined and stirred fiercely.

Later, he asked me to stand against the wall, bend over, and let him hold my butt while I stood and thrust hard.

“Hmmmm…ah…I’m going to die…I can’t stand anymore…hold me…it feels so good…” I moaned, raising my round buttocks high, bearing his big cock, “Please…I’m coming…it feels so good…mm…mm…”

I shook my hips as waves of pleasure followed his thrusting movements, rubbing against my sensitive flesh.

"Teacher...your waist...is so thin...you are so beautiful...I have never fucked someone as beautiful as you..." A Lin said, panting.

Finally, he pressed me against the wall, with my back facing him and one foot hanging on his arm. He grabbed my breasts with one hand and squeezed them so hard that they were deformed, but I felt comfortable, both painful and comfortable. I hoped he would torture me severely, so I twisted my hips and waves of vaginal fluid flowed out again. He pressed me against the wall and pumped hard and relentlessly over and over again until I orgasmed.

"Ahhhhhhhhh..." I screamed uncontrollably, my pussy juice gushing out.

He continued to thrust in and out again and again, and I was shaking so badly that it seemed like the orgasm would never end. I was about to pass out. I screamed and moaned without any shame. The temperament, reserve and etiquette I had cultivated since childhood all disappeared. I screamed and begged him to fuck me harder and deeper until I died.

The last climax finally came, my love fluid gushed out in waves, Alin also growled, pulled out his penis, I felt a burning sensation on my back, it turned out that he had spilled the white semen on my back and my beautiful black hair.

I had lost all my strength after being fucked so hard by him just now. I slumped down against the wall, covering my chest, and the feeling of shame seemed to accidentally come back to me.

He didn't let me go, and carried me to the sofa again, teasing my body. After a while, my body became hot again, and the vaginal fluid that had been exhausted began to flow out again. So he lifted one of my legs, hung it on the sofa, and inserted into my vagina again from the side.

Even though I had just experienced climax again and again. But I quickly became addicted to it and reached orgasm again under his thrusting.

I think maybe I am a woman with lustful nature, which is why I can have orgasm again and again without any obstacles. Alin also saw through this and attacked me.

During the three-hour piano lesson, I did it on the sofa, on the piano chair, on the piano, by the wall, by the window, standing, sitting, lying, kneeling, sideways, prone... I did it in every place and in every posture. He played with every part of my body, his sticky semen covered my snow-white body, and I orgasmed countless times.

Finally, when the time was up, we could only quickly pack up and end this ridiculous piano lesson.

Fortunately, his parents didn't come to greet me when I went out, otherwise I was really afraid that they would expose me immediately.

After that, I completely gave up the idea of ​​getting rid of Alin, and I was even completely addicted to the passionate sex.

Every time we have piano lessons, we will come once or even several times when we find a chance.

Later, his parents seemed to gradually find out what was going on between us. They were no longer as indifferent as before, but would find opportunities to spy on us from time to time.

We become more careful.

During this period, I also learned how to give A-Lin oral sex.

In the past, this was something I would never have been able to do. But in front of A-Lin, I can do anything.

When his parents were not around, he would stand up, take off his pants, pull out his mostly erect penis, and I. I would hold his thin and firm buttocks, lick or suck his sensitive glans with my tongue in circles, swallow his penis with my entire mouth, lick every wrinkle on the penis from time to time, and even hold his testicles in my mouth and lick them, while stroking his erect giant penis and playing with it constantly. He taught me how to make him feel good, and I would enjoy playing with him until he ejaculated into my mouth, and I would swallow all the semen without leaving a drop at his request.

Sometimes when I was playing the piano or teaching him, he would secretly reach under my skirt to play with my clitoris and vagina. Then, if we were sure that his parents would not be back for a while, we would stand up, lift my skirt to my waist, let him hold the dick, and immediately insert it from behind, pumping hard and fast. Every time this kind of excitement and tension always makes both of us reach orgasm in an instant.

I became more and more lustful, and my needs became greater and greater. Whenever I saw Alin, I would get wet unconsciously and he hardly needed to tease me.

My breasts have become bigger than before, and my skin is smoother and whiter than before, all as a result of the nourishment of sex.

I once asked him where he learned his sex skills.

He said that his family was wealthy and his father had once had a mistress, and he even brought the mistress home to live with them.

Later, the relationship between my father and his mistress cooled, and he started flirting with other women again.

In order to get revenge, the mistress seduced him, made him have sex with her, and taught him how to please women and make them orgasm.

"But my dad gave her money, and the mistress was later sent away."

Later, he began to figure out how to play with women and control them. He especially likes to get close to the women his father has. The women thought he was a child, so they had no guard and were eager to please him. By the time they found out, one by one they became his sex slaves.

"Maybe this is a kind of revenge against my dad," he said.

I have thought about how shameful it is to be toyed with and lose your virginity by such a young boy and become his sex slave.

However, A-Lin's skills have surpassed what a child should have. Also, because his family was rich, he would buy me gifts from time to time, all of which were beautiful luxury items that I couldn't afford.

At the same time, he kept telling me how beautiful I was and how different I was from all the women he had been with before.

All these things make me unable to leave him.

We maintained this relationship for quite a while, until the year Alin went to college.

After he went to college, we met a few times at first, but then our relationship gradually grew cold.

I became very anxious, not only because I was worried that he would change his mind, but also because my body had never been played with and penetrated by a man. I often felt like something was swelling and my desires were unable to be released in my body.

Sex has become indispensable to me.

I knew very well that he might be tired of me. There were so many young and beautiful girls in college, how could I compare to them?

One day, I went to his rented house to find him and happened to see him with a girl.

He saw me, said a few words to the girl, and then sent her downstairs.

I thought he must have pretended that I was his sister, so the girl didn't say anything. The thought breaks my heart.

As soon as he came back and entered the house, I had an attack.

"Who is that woman?" I asked.

At first, he tried to calm me down by talking about other issues, but I became more and more agitated.

"I'm going to tell her what kind of person you are! Don't try to fool anyone!" I sneered and turned to walk out.

Suddenly, I lost my balance and fell onto the sofa.

It turned out that it was A-Lin who pushed me hard.

He pounced on me, pressed me down, and tore off my clothes with force, with a ferocious expression on his face.

I was actually very scared inside, but I still beat him like crazy: "Let go! Get out of here, don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

"Bitch!" he cursed, grabbing my struggling hands and tying them behind my back with a rope he found on the table.

His movements were very rough. After tearing off my clothes and skirt, he grabbed my breasts with one hand and squeezed them hard, while he sucked my nipples and the tender skin on my body with his mouth.

"No...no..." I still resisted.

Under his violent ravages, several red and purple bruises soon appeared on my snow-white skin.

He suddenly turned me over and took off my panties.

He touched my soft buttocks and kneaded them gently, and he even inserted his fingers shallowly into my anus.

"No!" I twisted my body, "No, don't touch there!"

He withdrew his hand. Then, suddenly, he raised his hand high and spanked my round butt hard.

"Ah! No!" I tried to dodge in panic.

"Kai Ting, you are not good, and you will be punished if you are not good..."

He continued to repeat the process, spanking my butt until it became red and swollen.

The strange thing is that although he hit me and it was very painful, along with the pain, there was also a faint sense of pleasure flowing out of my body.

Then, with almost no foreplay, he took out his swollen cock and roughly stuffed it into my lower body, pumping it in and out of my dry little pussy which was not yet fully wet.

"Ah...ah...no...no..." I started crying because of the pain and his beast-like expression. I feel like I'm just a toy for him to vent his desires, and that makes me very painful. Although, I know that I am.

He ignored me and continued thrusting hard.

"Ah... let me go, please, I don't want it anymore..." I said, twisting in pain.

Although I was forced this time, Alin hadn't touched me for a long time. After such a long time without sex, no matter how reluctant I was, after several stimulations, my vagina gradually secreted vaginal fluid, which moistened his huge cock.

In addition, my hands were tied behind my back at this time, my upper body was lying on the sofa, my knees were on the ground, and my butt was raised high, which made it easier for him to thrust hard from behind and hit my sensitive center.

He continued to thrust, each time deep and hard. My huge breasts bounced back and forth violently under his impact, and my cock went in and out of my body. I instinctively shook my hips, allowing him to thrust deep to the bottom each time and hit my center of the body.

I knew he no longer loved me (if he had ever loved me), but my body still felt pleasure. The puffing sound of lustful water echoed in the space of the apartment, showing that my body was still addicted to the pleasure brought by the thrusting of the cock.

He continued thrusting.

"Mmm...Mmm...Mmm..." I moaned.

"Kai Ting," he said as he grabbed my waist and thrusted in and out.

"You have become so slutty that no matter how many men you have, it probably won't work. Ordinary sex won't satisfy you anymore..."

"You...you...um...um...ah...ah...what do you mean..." The waves of pleasure from the contraction of my flesh walls made it impossible for me to think.

His hand touched my butt, then he stretched out a finger and inserted it into my anus.

"No... don't touch there..." I screamed. After all, I still had a bottom line and could not accept anal sex.

"Don't move!" He spanked my butt and I screamed, but my pussy involuntarily contracted several times and a wave of vaginal fluid gushed out.

I resisted at first, but the fingers he had inserted into my hips suddenly found a spot that made me twitch involuntarily and become excited.

"Look." He said as he fingered me, playing with the two holes on my body with his cock and fingers at the same time, and even inserted two or three fingers into my anus. The strange thing is that I didn't feel any discomfort at this time, and even hoped that he could go deeper. His other hand was not idle either. He reached between my legs and played with my wet clitoris.

The pleasure came from three places at the same time, my vagina contracted tightly and my hot anus was played with at will.

"Do you want me to fuck your ass?" Alin whispered in my ear.

I bit my lip and said nothing.

"Mmm...mm...ahhhhhhhhhh..." He twisted his fingers and the intense pleasure penetrated me.

"Okay... okay... as long as... as long as you fuck me hard..." I said while twisting my butt unconsciously.

A Lin suddenly took out two things from the drawer next to him. It was a dildo and a can of lube. It turns out he had planned it all along.

He pulled out his dripping wet cock, dipped his fingers into my flowing juices, smeared them on my anus, and then pressed his slimy glans against the crack of my buttocks. Then he applied a large amount of lubricant on my buttocks, inside, and on his penis, and then slowly thrust forward.

It was very uncomfortable at first, and I immediately wanted to give up and beg him to spare me. However, Alin coaxed and deceived her and added almost half a can of lubricant. The uncomfortable feeling gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a gradually rising pleasure.

Alin stuffed the dildo into my vagina, and began to ravage me unscrupulously from the front and back, thrusting alternately, and pleasure rose from two positions at the same time.

"Kai Ting, are you comfortable... um... so tight..." A Lin couldn't help but moan softly,

"Do you like it...Do you like being fucked like this..."

"Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... So comfortable..." I moaned again. I couldn't believe that I had accepted this so easily and gained pleasure from it. However, the facts of my body could not be lied to.

"Ah...ah...ah..." I moaned in pleasure.

The vaginal fluid kept flowing out like a flood as Alin thrust the dildo in and out. Waves of pleasure also came from between the buttocks, which was even more stimulating than the vagina.

"Ah...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore..." The pleasure was too intense, and the flesh walls on both sides felt the rapid and fierce pleasure at the same time.

"Ahhhhhhhh..." I screamed. My climax came suddenly, deeper and more intense than ever before. A spasming feeling like high-voltage electric current spread throughout my body. My vaginal fluid spurted out, and some of it even splashed onto A'lin's body.

Then, because I couldn't bear such pleasure, my eyes rolled back, I fell on the sofa, and passed out.

Not long after that anal sex, Alin dumped me. He suddenly moved out of his original rental house and has not been heard from since.

I was like a lost soul, constantly looking for him, and then, I went on a crazy party every night, spending the night with a different man every night, sometimes two or three... It was ridiculous for quite a while.

Then, I gradually returned to normal, fell in love with ordinary men, had sex in a conservative way, and then got married.

That's the story, I'm back on track.

Or, I thought I was back on track.

That day, Alin actually added me as a friend on Facebook.

Seeing his sweet new updates with his new girlfriend, acting as if nothing had happened, I wondered, does he treat her the same way he treats me?

My heart suddenly felt like it was splitting open, and blood gushed out for three seconds.

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