My Rough Unprotected Piano Lesson : First Timers 9 (Rough Sex Virgin Erotica First Time Erotica Alpha Male Erotica Age Gap Erotica): First Timers, #9

By Tori Westwood

At nineteen it was probably a little late to be learning the piano, but I guess I was quite late to a lot of things.  The lessons helped me get closer to Mr. Parker and my real dream of having him conquer me.  Read how my mature teacher claims my first time love in rough, naughty fashion, bending me over the piano-stool and serenading me with his lust.  Finish inside me, Mr. Parker!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Nov 9, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386274889

Tori Westwood

Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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That’s it, he said calmly, and then suddenly something sprang up out of his pants towards my face.

It bobbed there for a moment and I recoiled in shock, taking in the big, thick slab.  It was the first time I’d ever seen a real-life hard cock, and it was merely inches from my face.

Wow, was all I could say, moving my head left and right around it as though it was some kind of science experiment.

Are you just gonna stare at it? he said.  I didn’t know how to respond.

He shifted his weight and wrapped a fist around his cock, squeezing gently so that the bulbous crown filled with blood.  It looked so delicious and big.  His hand came around the back of my head and he stroked my hair out from my face.

Open your mouth, he said.

Gently I parted my lips.

Wider, he said, and there was sternness to his voice.

I stretched my jaw like I was at the dentist, looking down my nose as that big behemoth drew closer.  I wondered if it would even fit.

That’s it, he snarled, and I felt his flesh touch my lips.

Before I knew it he was squeezing into my mouth.  He pushed forwards with purpose and in no time my mouth was filled with his sinful flesh.

I spluttered on him and coughed, drawing back quickly and swallowing.  Mr. Parker laughed.

You don’t get off that easy, he said, and this time he gripped my hair firmly, squeezing my pony-tail until I felt his strength.

Oww, I cried, leaning my head back.  I was at his mercy now.

Open, he said again.

I looked up at him as my eyes welled from where he’d tickled my throat before.

Open!

I did as he ordered, staring up as I opened my mouth.  He pushed forwards again and drove that big cock