“You should play something for me then” I told her while sipping on my glass of wine. We were having dinner at her place and she had prepared everything to perfection, from the food to the atmosphere with the lights and music. At the time, we had been going out for more than a month already.
“You mean right now?” she asked surprised, her cheeks getting redder a bit from the request and a bit from her Asian flush, prompted by the wine. That evening she was wearing nice sundress, with yellow flowers on it.
“Well you said that you’ve been playing the piano for more than 10 years. I want to hear you play” I gave her wink and nodded at the electric piano just a few steps from the table.
“Be a good girl for me” I add with a smirk on my face.
A smile lit her up “Ok, daddy!” she said enthusiastically and stood. Yeah, we had this dynamic going on.
She stopped the music playing from her phone and she took a seat in front of the piano. Her fingers gently brushing the keys as she thought about what to play. In the meantime, I poured some more wine in my glass, waiting for her to begin.
After a few moments, the silence in the room was broken by the sound of music coming from the piano: a sweet and gentle melody, a piece from some famous modern pianist, she’d tell me afterwards.
Indeed it was clear that she had been playing the piano for many years. Her mastery was undeniable and she was lost in the music. I kept sipping my wine enjoying this moment.
The music got to a crescendo, increasing the intensity and her concentration. I guess she probably missed some notes, but it didn’t matter; the melody was beautiful all the same.
I stood up and walked towards her, unbuttoning the shirt I was wearing; glass still in my hand. I positioned myself behind her as she was nearing the end of the song. With a final note, the performance was over and so was my wine glass, which I placed on the top counter of the piano.
The motion startled her. Entranced in her performance, she had not seen me moving.
I put a hand on her head, patting her “That was really nice, thank you for playing that, kitty” I said sweetly with a warm smile on my face. I truly had enjoyed it.
The flush on her cheeks got even brighter. She was so cute.
With my hands I started caressing her head, the back or neck, reaching down towards her back, sliding my fingers along it. She took in the sensation, goosebumps racing through her skin.
I moved my hands to the front reaching into her deep cleavage with soft touches. At the same time she put her hands on my body, felling my skin and the soft ridges of my abdominal area.
I cupped her breast with one hand, letting my fingers play with her nipple, already stiffening. My other hand kept gently scratching her back.
She let out a sigh and moved her hands lower, finding the bulge in my pants and starting to caress it from through the fabric.
“Daddy, are you going to… fuck me on the piano?” she asked with a sweet voice. To which I replied affirmatively, bending forward and giving her a sweet kiss.
“That’s so erotic… like in a movie” she commented as she started to unbuckle my belt. She pulled down my trousers and boxers in rapid succession, clearly looking forward to the next phase.
My cock sprung out, already hard. She started caressing it with her hands, making it even harder.
At that point, I took a seat next to her on the stool, facing the piano. I put my arms around her and helped her to seat on top of me, our bodies facing the same direction. My penis was not inside her yet, but she’d feel it pressing against her lower back.
I put one hand under her sundress and found her slit already quite wet. Gently, I caressed it more, circling the clit area as my other hand reached for her breasts and my lips filled her neck with kisses.
The music had stopped and there were no other sounds in the room other than our deep breaths and her quiet moaning. As the minutes went by, she started raising her volume and her pussy was dripping.
With both hands on her hips I lifted her up and pulled her closer, sliding inside her was surprisingly easy, given the little space for maneuvering. We were still facing the same direction, towards the piano.
She let out a gasp and she placed her hand behind my head, holding it. Slowly, we started rocking our hips back and forth, my cock going deeper inside her.
“Oh yes daddy, this is so hot… I love it…” she placed one hand on the piano to stabilize, letting out random sounds.
It wasn’t rough. It was calm, yet intense. Slow and deep.
My hands still kept caressing the other parts of her body: her clit was easy to reach as were her breasts, now fully exposed as the shoulders straps to her dress had been pulled down.
I flooded her neck with kisses and she kept moaning with pleasure, receiving sensations from multiple spots.
At one point, she she stood up and pivoted to face me, giving her back to the piano. She lifted her dress and she sat on me, wrapping her legs around me.
As I slid inside her again, we had a long embrace with a passionate kiss. Probably one of the most passionate we ever had.
We started rocking our hips again, this time having and easier time to increase the intensity.
We held each other tighter as we both got closer to climax. Our breaths intense, my cock reaching far deep inside her, and the tightness of our embrace creating friction on her clit.
I felt her pussy gripping on my cock, pulsing rhythmically with her every moan.
She released her hands from the hold and let them fall on the piano keys. She played a cacophony of disjoint sounds, yet a melody with her pleasure vocalizations.
Without exiting her, I stood up and pushed her towards the piano, she basically sat on it.
We were flaming with intensity at this point, our bodies creating a wonderful symphony on the piano.
“Daddy this is so goooood…” she let out as I felt her grip on my cock get stronger. I loved it. The pleasure at this point was so hard to contain.
With a stronger motion I pushed harder and deeper inside her. We both moaned together, realeasing all the tension that had built up to that point. Her pussy squeezing me hard as I released my cum inside her.
Exhausted, we sat again on the stool, embracing.
“That was good, kitty” I said, while caressing her hair.
“Thank you daddy. I loved it. I had never done it here… it was incredibly hot!” she kissed me with a smile “Let’s do it again some other time!”
Unfortunately, we never did! But that one time was hard to forget.
I have been wanting to write this out for some time. I hope you enjoyed it, this is my first experiment trying to write something like this (other than RP).
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m9ax45/mf_the_piano_and_the_kitty