The teacher becomes the student

I was currently going to med school to be an EMT, I lived at home to save money. One thing I did to make money was giving piano lessons. I had played since I was young and giving lessons was an easy way to get paid from the comfort of my own home. My typical clients were young kids and teenagers looking for something to do. That changed the day he gave me a call, it was a simple “yeah I’d like to make an appointment for beginners lessons”. I could tell by the voice over the phone I was talking to a very large human being. I scheduled him as my last meeting two days from then at about 7 in the evening. When that time came I had forgotten about the voice over the phone, and I heard a knock on my door. As the door opened what could one be referred to as a walking human mountain walked in the door. “Hey am I in the right place for piano lessons?” He asked. I began to trip over my words “oh uh y..yes”. I lead him into the other room with the piano. The room is small and has a high ceiling, the piano takes up most of the room with it being a grand piano and all. I sat down on the bench and patted next to me to have him sit. As he sat down next to me I noticed just how huge he was, his legs touched the piano as mine barley even touched the floor. I began to teach him basic chords and towards the end of his hour lesson I taught him a basic little tune just so he’d have a little something to show. I noticed how large his hands were, they were nearly the size of my head as his fingers danced across the piano keys. Once his hour was done we both got up from the bench. “So same time next week?” He asked with a smile on his face. “Yes of course but may I ask you one thing sir?” He began to smirk “sir? You’re the teacher here, and he’s of course”. I took his hand like an eager child and lead him to my bed room. When we got the I turned to see the curious look on his face as I just realize I drug him into my bedroom “I have a light that’s blown and I can’t reach it to change it” I say to desperately make it look like I didn’t drag him in here to fuck him. He begins to laugh as he unscrews the light bulb from the socket. As he does I glimpse down to see the bulge in his pants. As I shoot my gaze back up I make eye contact with him. He caught me checking him out and he’s caught me. He puts the new light bulb in and looks back to me. “Well are you done with me today ma’am”? I can feel the heat run to my cheeks and I shyly say “yes”. I walk him back into the piano room and I feel his hand cup my ass. I whipped around and was met with a devilish grin “sorry it’s just that you got to check me out so I thought I’d return the favor”. I let out a small giggle, he pulled me closer into his chest and pulled my hair to tilt my head up to his. I let out a small moan as he began to kiss my neck. I pulled him in as close as I could, I felt his hand cup my ass again as he picked me up and sat me onto the piano top. Finally he worked his lips up from my neck to my lips as his hands slowly began to unbutton my shirt. As he pulled my shirt off I threw myself back into his arms. He sat me down on the piano bench, “bend over” he said in a low demanding voice. Without a second of hesitation I did as he commanded. He slowly peeled off my yoga pants exposing my bare ass. “Someone likes to go commando” he scoffed. “Oh do you li-“ I was cut off as his hand made swift contact with my ass. I gasped as the stinging of my skin and the shock rippled through my body, “Fuck” I moaned. “Oh someone liked that” he laughed as he hit my ass again. Then all of a sudden I felt him back off. I began to look back then he grabbed me by the neck and pulled me to his chest. His hand trailed down down my body and began to tease my clit. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I began to moan. After about a minute he pushed me back forward over the piano. I felt the head of his cock push into me, has I felt the head slip in suddenly I felt his balls slapping into my leg. My legs began to shake as I screamed “YOU MOTHERFUCKER”. He began fucking me like a two dollar whore. I felt the piano begin to get slick from sweat, I moved my hand to get a better stance. My hands hit the keys on the piano ringing out as I reach climax as I collapse onto the piano and my legs begin to shake. He slowly pulls out of me as I say with a slurred speech “back… back in… pl… please”. He flipped me over on to my back, he slowly guided his cock back into me as one hand clasps around my throat as his eyes gaze into mine. His thrusts begin to quicken and his grip strengthen. I began to feel light headed from a lack of oxygen, then suddenly he thrust deep into me removing his hand from my throat. As I returned to reality the first thing I felt was a warm sensation inside of me as I orgasmed a second time. I felt him pull out of me, he pulled me back up into his arms and packed me to my bed and laid me under my covers. I reach out and begin to struck his still semi-hard cock, he laughs and asks “same time next week”?

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