When Nastya first showed up for piano lessons, I could tell she instantly found me attractive. The way her blue eyes lit up. The crooked grin on her pretty face. The way she nervously played with her long, blonde hair. It was all too obvious.
I remember that first lesson well. I can still picture her seated with her back straight, pushing her perky breasts against the thin fabric of her blouse. Her delicate, slender fingers dancing along the keys. The way she closed her eyes to really feel the passion of the music. I have to admit, it was all rather enchanting. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel an instant attraction to her. Her beauty and talent were both striking and her sexy Ukrainian accent was irresistible.
But of course, it would be highly unethical to act on our desires. I was her teacher, after all. And, although she was an adult at 23, I was a considerably older 37. The age difference was too much for me. And, if I’m going to be really honest, she exuded an air of innocence that left me uninterested. I’m just going to come and say it. I like freaks. I like women who aren’t afraid to get down and dirty and do truly objectionable things. Nastya was obviously a good girl and I didn’t want to be the guy to spoil her.
Over the course of half a year, though, we developed a genuine friendship. She opened up to me about the difficulties of living here on her own, her parents and brother still in Ukraine. She often told me how lonely she was and how most of the people she met just seemed so cold and unfriendly. I tried to give her some encouragement. I told her that people are the same all over and eventually she’d find some friends. But I did feel sorry for her.
When my roommate Nigel and I decided to have a party, I invited Nastya. Why not? I thought it might be a good way for her to meet some new people. I was a little worried about what she might think of Nigel and his pals. He’s a hard-drinking English bloke with a sarcastic sense of humour and he definitely rubs some people the wrong way and some of his friends are pretty wild. I wouldn’t want demure Nastya to feel uncomfortable so I asked Nigel to maybe tone it down a bit around her.
The night of the party, she didn’t show up well into the evening. To be honest, I’d almost forgotten I’d even invited her. When I opened the door to see her, though, my eyes flashed and I felt a bit of a rush. She was wearing full make up complete with cat eyeshadow, a tight-fitting top that showed off her midriff and a tight miniskirt with fishnet stockings. I was taken aback to see her looking so sexy and when she gave me a hug, the smell of her perfume made my head spin a little.
That night, I watched from afar as she joked and laughed with all sorts of people and I was glad to see her making new friends. I checked in with her every now and then to make sure she was feeling comfortable but mostly kept my distance. At one point, she asked someone to take a picture of the two of us with her phone. She put her arm around me and I put my arm around her waist. I don’t know what came over me, but just before the flash went off, I gave her a little tickle. She showed me the resulting picture and her giggling face was adorable.
Later on, I went to the kitchen to grab another beer. As I shut the fridge and turned around, Nastya was right there. Instantly, her hand was on my crotch and her tongue was in my mouth. I pulled away. I apologized for being a little flirty with her earlier and told her there was just no way anything could happen between us. I just wasn’t that kind of guy. She was disappointed, of course, but she understood. We went back into the party and, as difficult as it was, pretended that didn’t just happen.
After that beer, the party started winding down and I was feeling it so I decided to call it a night. I’m a heavy sleeper so I was able to drift off even though Nigel and a few of his friends were still blasting the tunes.
In the middle of the night I got up to take a piss. The place was dead quiet so I figured everyone had gone home. I didn’t bother putting on any clothes and walked out into the kitchen, which is between my room and the bathroom. What I saw was quite a shock. Nastya was sitting naked on the kitchen table and Nigel was standing naked in front of her. There was no point in my going back to put clothes on, they’s already seen me, so I darted past them and into the bathroom.
When I came out I tried to hurry past but I couldn’t help notice that they both seemed awkward and uncomfortable. It was then that I saw Nigel’s limp cock and I said “dude, you got whiskeydick?” He nodded. Nastya looked like she wanted to crawl into a hole from embarrassment. I wondered if I could help. “Nigel,” I said, as I placed my hand on her milky, white thigh, “feel how smooth her skin is.” He put his hand on her other thigh and caressed it. She blushed and bowed her head but I could tell she was enjoyed the touching, I cupped her breast and invited Nigel to take the other one. We twisted her nipples and watched her squirm. I was surprised that good girl Nastya hadn’t pushed us both away by this point., Instead, she looked me in the eye and then, for the second time that night, her hand was on my cock and her tongue was in my mouth. This time I didn’t resist.
I let her pull my body right up against hers and I teased her wet pussy with the the head of my cock, rubbing it against her lips and clit. She put her mouth right next to my ear and whispered in a desperate tone, “fuck me.” I pushed inside a little bit. Teasing her opening with just the head. She leaned back and gave me a serious glare, sick of the games. “Fuck me!” she demanded. I slid into her with full force and instantly started pounding. She threw her arms around my neck and tilted her head back, pushing her tits out. I slid my hands under juicy ass and lifted her up. There I stood in the middle of the kitchen, gripping her ass and sliding her pussy up and down my shaft. She was moaning and giggling in my ear, loving the sensation.
I saw Nigel pulling at his cock, sadly. I decided to see if we could help him. I set Nastya down and told her to bend over. I took her from behind and then grabbed a fistful of her long hair and pulled her face up. “Do us a favour and suck Nigel’s cock. See if you can get it hard for him.” Nigel stepped forward and she took him into her mouth. It took a bit or work but she persisted and it wasn’t long until a thick, hard, glistening cock was sliding in and out of her mouth. Nigel was so excited he grabbed the back of her head and enthusiastically facefucked her.
I was glad to see I could help my friend and decided I should let him feel that sweet, tight pussy. I picked Nastya up and laid her down on the table. Nigel got between her legs and pounded her with the steady force of a fucking machine. Nastya’s head was hanging off the edge of the little table so I slid my cock into her gaping mouth and thrust it in till I felt it hit the back of her throat. She gagged and drooled as I fucked her little mouth and her saliva dripped all over her face, melting her makeup into a mask of depravity.
I saw the relentless fury of Nigel’s fucking and thought to myself, I better get one more taste of that pussy before he destroys it. I asked him to back off and I lifted Nastya’s legs into the air and got deep inside her. She was twitching and moaning and gasping for breath. It wasn’t long before I felt my balls tightening and my heart racing. I pushed back against the pleasure until it became all-consuming, coursing through my body and making me like I was floating. I felt my cock get harder than it’s ever been before the wave of pleasure crashed and I shot thick ropes of cum deep inside her.
It wasn’t until I stepped back and saw Nigel eagerly pushing my dripping cum back into her with his cock that I realized how wrong I had been about Nastya. She was a freak, after all. I was happy to see that Nigel was able to get it up. But I was a little worried that it seemed like it might be impossible for him to cum. His face was inhuman as he furiously pounded away, his mouth hanging open and drooling onto Nastya’s stomach.
I’d had enough, personally, and went back to bed. And I drifted off to sleep to the sweet sound of Nastya screaming in ecstasy.
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