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"I hope you don't mind staying a little bit longer. It looked like you were struggling on some of the songs. I think you could use some extra practice." Lucy Wilkinson said to Brad.

"Of course not. I don't mind. I don't wanna mess up in the show. I'm not a real good singer," he replied.

"Oh, nonsense. It's not that you're a bad singer. Not at all. But this is a key part in the song and I want to make sure all the basses hit the right marks, ya know?

"Yeah, I understand," he replied.

The concert was about two weeks away, and Brad had never sang anything quite like this. He was used to singing in the shower or with his headphones. He had never been in a choir, especially one of this size. But here he was, practicing for the show.

She was older than he was, but she still looked sexy as hell. She had long black hair, curly at the end. Her body didn't look like she had produced three kids. Her waist was slim, her breasts were full. They weren't large at all, but they weren't small either. Brad guessed them to be a C cup. She definitely looked younger than her age, and it made her all the more attractive.

Brad on the other hand looked younger than he was. Even though he was 24, he looked about 18 years old. His hair was dark, his eyes were green. He was about 5'7." He wasn't a gorgeous man, but he wasn't ugly. He could get his fair of second looks.

He didn't mind staying after because it was with her. Through out the rehearsals he would sit right behind her, checking out her pretty smile, her nice chest and her ass. And that was with 300 other people around them. But now it was just him and her. He was more careful now. In a large group it was easy to check out from head to toe. Now he had to concentrate on the singing. There was no way to fake it now.

They kept practicing "Let There Be Peace On Earth" for what seemed like an hour. Everytime it would seem Brad would have it, he'd lose his concentration staring at her legs.

"You have to concentrate. Don't look down at the music, just let it flow right out of you," she said. He bit his tongue to keep him from saying a dirty comment that popped into his head.

"You're right. I'm sorry. Let me try that again"? She began playing the notes on the piano. "Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me. The peace that was meant to be.... ooooooh" he sang.

"You almost had it. But it's not Ooooooh.... you want to keep it a steady oooooooo.... Keep holding that note until you see Seth tell you to drop it. You're nowhere near close to holding it. Try it one more time?"

By now he was getting frustrated. This time he didn't even look at her. He just couldn't do it "I'm sorry. Maybe this isn't such a good idea," he started to get up but her hand brushed up against his knee in an effort to stop him. He froze.

"Don't go. You're getting the hang of it. Like you said, you've never done anything like this before. Singing isn't easy. But I know you can do it. Now sit back down. I wanna try something with the oooooo's, okay?" He sat down. There was no way he'd walk away from her. "Now sing the note as I told you to," she said.

He started singing like she told him to. But when he tried to breath, he found her finger in front of his mouth. As her finger brushed against his lips, he instinctively opened them further sliding his tongue out onto her finger. Her finger seemed to linger for a second, maybe she was just caught off guard by the whole situation. She snapped her finger back. Brad's face turned a bright pink. He wasn't sure why he did what he just did. He was prepared to walk right out, knowing that he just fucked up big time.

She looked at him, puzzled at first. When he tried to get up, she once again stopped him. He looked down at her. Maybe it was the way the lights were hitting her face, but the expression on her face was quite different. She pulled him down back to his chair by his arm. There was no mistaken it, there was lust in her eyes when she said softly "It works better when I do it," she opened her mouth and guided his finger into it. Her tongue pressed against his finger as his eyes rolled back to his head. His finger became a dick in her mouth, her tongue becoming more aggressive on him. All he could do was sit there and moan, watching her. Her hands slid down his arms to his waist, undoing his belt as she gently bit down on his finger. He didn't even jump. His free hand slid down her cheek, down to her neck and onto her shoulder. Her mouth wrapped around his finger still, licking it from every angle.

He was getting braver. That free hand slid further south, now resting on her arm just to the side of her breast. Her body shifted, which caught him off guard and his hand made contact with her soft breast. She moaned, almost cumming at first contact. He cupped her breast, grabbing at it.

Lucy's hand slid into his pants, wrapping her fingers around the beast within. He began to unbutton her shirt, with nervous hands he fumbled with it. She stood up and moved in front of him. Lucy threw her shirt down her arms, and draping it over the piano. She now stood before him in her jeans and a black lace bra. He stood up in front of her, kissing her for the first time. Their arms wrapped around each other as they kissed so passionately. Lucy's hands slid to the front of his shirt, grabbing it and pulling it up. Her eyes examined his chest as she discarded the shirt. She ran a finger nail down his chest and around his muscles. Brad's eyes rolled gently to the back of his head.

They kissed again, this time Brad reached around his music teacher's back and unhooked her bra. He was getting braver by the minute. She grinned as she slid her arms out of the lace bra. It fell harmlessly to the ground on his feet. Brad's hand slid to under her left breast and raised it to his mouth, rolling her hardening nipple along his tongue. She moaned as she caressed his face to her bosom. She slipped a hand around his back and down to his butt, patting him gently. That hand traced around and was joined by her left hand as they undid his belt and jean button and slipped his tight jeans down his legs.

Brad honestly couldn't believe he was here with her like this. She captured his imagination from the first day of rehearsals and with each rehearsal after that. Quickly he stepped out of his pants. Her eyes examined him again. She was going to enjoy this. She might have been an older woman, but she was definitely in good shape. She could feel his eyes scan her body, from head to toe.

She caught him looking at her jeans. She carefully nodded her head forward. He reached for her pants, needing to know what she had under them. He looked so eager as they slipped down her legs, revealing a black lace garter belt. This woman sure dresses sexy, he thought.

She whispered softly "Is this your first time?."

"No," Brad responded, "my first time with a beautiful older woman though." She kissed him before he could even finish the sentence. His hand trailed down her side to the buttons on the garter, unfastening one after another. His hand reached slowly into her panties, rubbing her bare ass. He felt a smile on her lips as they kissed with lots of tongue and lips. She pushed her panties down her legs. He took a step back to admire her. Her pussy looked freshly shaved with a nice strip right down the middle. She looked incredibly sexy. He pushed her gently down to the piano, her ass hitting keys that made an awful sound.

Brad's fingers trailed down her belly button. She sighed softly under her breath. Her eyes trailed his finger down south. She closed her eyes and let the sensations of his touch take over. Each time she moved, a different key from the piano would ring through the room, drowning out the sounds of her soft moans as his finger penetrated her. He twisted it slowly as she bit her lower lip to keep from screaming. She reached out with her left hand, stroking his cock again. Her legs were spread wide open as he moved his finger around her clit. Lucy started breathing heavy now, mixing with her moans of pleasure. Her fingers slid into his boxers, tugging the elastic of his boxers down.

Carefully Brad stepped out of the boxers. Now it was her turn to admire his body. He had a little bit of a belly on him, but she thought it was cute. His cock stuck out from him. She was more than just a little impressed by his size.

Lucy reached under her left tit and offered it to him. His tongue quickly slid out across her rosy nipple which sent a shiver down her body. She caressed his head against her breast. She slid his finger out from him and guided it up to his mouth now. Brad licked his finger now, tasting her sweet juices.

Lucy guided him down to the piano chair. Nervously he sat, waiting for her. She took an extra second, if all of a sudden she wasn't sure of herself. Is this really what she wanted to do? But the lust in his eyes and the size of his cock, she needed him. She strided over to Brad, kissing him deeply as her hand wrapped around his shaft. Spreading her legs, Lucy straddled him and guided his dick inside of her.

He was so hard inside her. His hands grasped her hips as she bounced up and down on his shaft. Her moans increased with each movement. Their eyes locked on each other, as the moans filled the acoustically gifted room. She could feel every inch of him slipping in and out of her. It was driving her crazy.

Lucy sat back, putting her hands on his knees for balance. She hadn't felt this sexy in a while, the way his eyes watched her, scanning her body as she rode his hard cock. She decided to make a spectacle out of it. Instead of just her tits bouncing with each trust, she shook them from side to side.

That drove Brad crazy. Instinctively he buried his face in between her breasts as they shook, licking and kissing. Her moans echoed through the room.

Her sex life had gotten boring in the past years since her husband left her. She wasn't used to this kind of attention. All the guys her age wanted to do was crawl on top of her, bang her like a screen door, no foreplay, nothing like she was getting from Brad. They didn't even care if she came, they were just worried about getting theirs. But not him, no Brad. Her breathy moans of "Oh"'s and "Uh"'s were simply irrotic. She loved the way he felt inside her. They kissed again, deeply and passionately as her hand cupped her tit.

She wished there was a mirror there, so she could see the perfect rhythm the first time lovers had struck. The look on her face said it all. Lucy was in pure extacsy with Brad. The way he looked at her, the way he felt inside her, the way he touched her. It was just electric.

Brad's hands slid all around her, never settling on one place. He wanted to feel every part of her that he could. He watched her bounce up and down on him. Pulling her to him, he kissed all around her neck. Her hands grasped the back of his head.

With each thrust of his tongue, she bounced quicker. She wanted to feel him explode into her. She got her tubes tied a year ago, so she wasn't worried that he wasn't wearing protection. All she wanted was to be filled up by his cum. She figured he must be close now.

She stopped him and got up. Brad was definately preplexed by this, but without a word she turned back to him and sat back down, impaling herself once again. His hands played with her tits as he kissed the back of his neck. Behind her, she could feel his body tense up. Almost there, she figured. She knew what it would take now.

"Yes, lover. Fill me up. Don't worry about it, baby. My tubes are tied. You can shoot your hot juices in me and not worry about it. Give it to me! Make me cum with your cum!" she moaned. She leaned forward and rubbed her ass against his chest.

Brad's eyes rolled in the back of his head as he let loose into her. She reached back for his head, kissing him as she lost control herself. As they kissed, she bit gently down on his tongue.

She climbed off his lap. As she stood, her knees buckled under her but she quickly regained her balance

"That was incredible," he smiled as he slumped down in the chair.

"Yes, baby it was. Thank you" she kissed him again as she gathered up her clothes. "Now, back to the rehearsing!"

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