Mobile versionThen I went to the city center, took a walk, spent money on my desires, because my husband gave me complete carte blanche. So the day passed unnoticed, after walking around, I was tired, and returned to my apartment. I only wanted to take a shower and climb into bed, which I did. Naked covered herself with a snow-white blanket, and then I was covered with memories of the night on the train with the violinist. ..
Ohh, these sweet touches of his musical fingers on my papillae, on my lips and clitoris... Ahhhh, how I would like to feel it again, not on a narrow carriage bed, but here... In this wide , snow-white bed. My hand involuntarily dropped down to my tummy, and closing my eyes, I caressed myself, imagining that He was doing it... But no, of course... There is no feeling of his weight on me, no of his breathing, and most importantly, no I hear his music, I don’t see the movements of his fingers on the violin... God, I wish I could fall asleep quickly... In the morning, getting out of bed, as always, is a daily ritual of putting yourself in the state of a decent, well-groomed woman... Light makeup, styling your hair, etc. But I had to cook breakfast myself; my husband usually does it. Anyway. And now I’m already within the walls of the clinic, undergoing an examination. First, droplets in my eyes, huge pupils, and I see little, everything is cloudy - cloudy... Then there are a lot of instruments, and not a simple table with letters that I should name. All this took several hours, and then a consultation with a doctor. The result made me both sad and happy at the same time. Everything is not that bad, there are age-related changes, but not critical. And in this case they don’t perform surgery, there’s no point. You just need to order glasses with progressive lenses that will allow you to see clearly both near and far. Haha. My husband’s dream came true; he wanted to sometimes have sex with a woman with glasses, probably since fantasy school. Well, his dreams will come true.
Having paid for the examination at the cash register, I got dressed and, half-blind, went to my apartment, fortunately it was not far away, and even in this state I would have found it without any problems. Arriving in the room, I undressed. And in only panties she climbed into the crib. What else was left to do, I can’t even see the TV, my pupils will only return to normal in a few hours. And then I had a long conversation with my husband on the phone, in which I told him about the results of the examination, and he had already managed to get excited from being close to me wearing glasses. Damn pervert... He told me how he went hunting, shot a wood grouse, and having cooked it into a roast, he and his friends consumed it over cognac. In general, he also has no time to be bored. Farewell: I love you... And I'm alone in bed again. My eyes were already starting to go away, it was a bit cloudy, but I already saw, I tidied up my clothes, put on my and my husband’s favorite black lace nightie with narrow straps. The phone rings... Hmm, who is it... Caption: Violinist... I press the answer button with excitement...
- Zhenya...
- Marina, am I not distracting? Is it okay that I called?
- of course not, I’m very pleased. yesterday evening I thought about you. How are you doing?
- I performed at the competition, there was no prize, but I was pleased, there was a sea of applause, and they clearly liked my performance. It makes sense to work on mistakes and develop further.
... A whole sea of thoughts and desires flew through my beautiful head, and unable to bear my desires, I said:
- Zhenya, if you are free today, I want hear your music again, see and feel your hands, your fingers again...
- Marina.... Ohhh, if you want this, I will come to you... His voice trembled with excitement, and probably from excitement, he knew how it would end...
- come to such and such an address, I’m waiting.
Before I had time to put down my smartphone, I had already rushed to the bathroom, freshened up, and applied brighter, sexier makeup and luscious permanent lipstick. Well, let me be a slut, I want it that way. Black lace shorts, the same nightie, and on top a light robe with a belt that can be removed with a slight movement. And butterflies are already fluttering in your tummy... Mmmm... The doorbell rings... I run to open it...
It is not my fellow traveler who comes in. A respectable young man comes in, wearing a fashionable coat, under which is a black suit, a shirt, blindingly white, and a bow tie. In one hand there is a case with a violin, in the other there is a gorgeous velvet rose on a long stem. And he stands shifting from foot to foot. Grabbing his hand, I literally drag him into the corridor, closing the door.
- Zhenya, you are so, so... I have no words... You know. If I were young and free, I would fall in love with you at first sight.
- Marina, right after the competition, as soon as it ended, I dialed your number. To be honest, there was not even hope for a meeting.
He carefully placed the violin on the chest of drawers in the hallway, and gave the rose to me. Like any woman, I immediately began to inhale her scent, enjoying not it, but simply the very fact of such a gift. This is so pleasant and romantic.
We went into the room, he, of course, took his precious case with him, placing it on the bed so tenderly that I was even jealous... I didn’t want to talk about anything, we just hugged , and clinging to each other, stroking with their hands, he crawled under my robe, and I under his tailcoat. I stretched my neck upward, reached his lips with my lips, and merged together in a long passionate kiss. What to talk about to a man and a woman who simply passionately want each other...
I took off his tailcoat. He was trying to pull off my robe, but I interfered
- Zhenya, Zhenya, wait. You remember how it all started on the train, right? From your music, I want this to happen again, please play it for me...
- okay, Marinochka, I will do whatever you want. To be honest, there at the competition, performing this melody, I imagined you, in the Philharmonic hall, that you were listening to me. And there was no jury, but you were the main listener.
It was already getting dark outside. I turned on the dim lighting and sat down on the edge of the bed, and Zhenya took the violin out of the case and stood in the center of the room... The first magical sounds flowed around, they penetrated everywhere, filling me from the tips of my hair to the toenails. There was some kind of magic, witchcraft in this melody. And the movements of his hands were fabulous and attractive, probably like a rabbit looking at a snake ready to eat him, I looked at the violinist. Under the influence of this magic, hypnosis, I got out of bed and began to slowly sway to the tempo of the music, then spin around. And at the same pace, very slowly, I began to undress. Of course, I’m far from a stripper, but probably the sincerity, the desire with which I did it would amaze anyone...
I was only wearing panties, which I caught with my fingers, slowly pulled down, and when I saw that Zhenya was looking at me with admiring eyes, I was afraid that he would stop now.
- darling, continue your magic...
Zhenya continued, and I came up from behind, hugged him so as not to interfere with his play and swaying to the music, I began to caress him through his clothes... Breasts at his back, my bulging belly and pubis pressed against his skinny spanking, and my hands slide from his chest, belly and lower, to his still soft penis. He probably wouldn’t be able to play and get excited at the same time, and at some point the music stops smoothly, probably the melody just ended, but that doesn’t matter to me anymore. Walking around him, I kneel down and begin to stretch his shirt and trousers.
- Marinochka, wait, let me put down the instrument.
- yes, on the coffee table.
He put the tool down, I had to get up, but with more daring movements I simply undressed him, took off his shirt and trousers, and pushing him so that he sat on the edge of the bed, I pulled off his underwear.
- Zhenya, there on the train, everything was very uncomfortable, but I wanted so much, and now I’ll get it, relax. Spreading his thighs, she took his still soft, fragile penis in her palm and kissed it. With her other hand she took the testicles and began to gently roll them.
With the tip of my tongue up, along the frenulum, I lingered a little on the head, licking the first, still small, transparent droplets of viscous lubricant, then slowly, shaking, I put my mouth on the penis, which became harder and harder. Zhenya, moaning with pleasure, caresses my hair, fingering it, pulling out long curls between his fingers, gently stroking my head, ears and neck.
He is young, free and hungry for sex, and I so want to please him... Without his pressure, I try to push myself with my mouth as deeply as possible, squeezing the shaft with my lips harder. And with my palm, damp from lubricant and saliva, I caress the area that I am unable to swallow... Mmmm, the most delicious popsicle in the world... Zhenya somehow stopped caressing my head, my breathing changed, my hips tensed. feeling that he was trying to pull me by the hair from my penis, he was probably worried, afraid to cum in my mouth....
- relax, I want it, I just said, and pushed my mouth as deep as possible... Several such swallowing, with tightly compressed lips and palms, breaks only to breathe in air, and a hot fountain of viscous, salty sperm hit my throat... Zhenya lay on his back, moaning, shaking, his hands grabbed my hair... And I continued to hold his penis in her mouth, sucking every drop until he went limp. Only then, I climbed into my man’s bed, and, hugging him, lay down on his chest....
After catching my breath and recovering from a violent orgasm, Zhenya gently took me by the hair and raised my head. Probably, at that moment I looked like a real whore, droplets of sperm were leaking on the corners of my lips... My mascara was probably smudged too.
- I guess I don’t look very chic now, right?
- yes you, why... You are the most desirable woman. I admit, no one has ever done this to me before... thank you, Marinochka.
- well, you’re young, you have everything ahead of you. And I hope that you still have the strength for me?
- of course, Marina, what would you like?
- mmmm, I said dreamily...
- I want, I want to become yours instrument... Play on my body, on my sensual holes with your hands, fingers... They are so thin and experienced...
Without getting his consent, although I knew that Zhenya was for me now will do everything, took, as it seemed to me, a comfortable position for both him and me: she knelt in a doggy position, spreading her thighs wide to open both holes, and placed a pillow under her tummy and chest. I arched my back, fully in anticipation of a miracle, and relaxed.
Zhenya didn’t have to wait long. He stood behind me, put his hands on my wide hips, and began with gentle stroking. Mmm, the pleasure was going to be long... From long movements, over the surface of my entire ass, he mixed closer and closer to the treasured valley between the hills, with two caves of lust and voluptuousness. All I could do was close my eyes, enjoy what was happening, catch the pleasure from each of its occurrences. At some point, the movements of his hands stopped, they took place on his hips, slightly pushing them apart, and his lips and tongue came into play.... Ohhh... From the bottom up, along the entire crotch... The bitch began to flow... And then... He... This is magic... His tongue literally fucked the rosette of the anal, and two fingers, plunging into the wet vagina, created something fantastic there... They penetrated deeply, gently caressing every cell, every bump and fold inside... My excitement and pleasure grew like an avalanche. 
And he finally found something that made me explode... A series of several orgasms shook my body like a powerful earthquake, I moaned loudly, either beating the bed with my fists, or crumpling the sheet. This has never happened to me before, I would like to lie down now and relax, but I also wanted more... - Zhenya, you are a wizard... please take me, enter me...
Putting his penis in, he easily entered the hot hole, and already holding me tightly by the hips, began to rhythmically impale me on his stake. I myself was in a semi-conscious state, I barely understood anything, but I felt acutely...
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In the end, he tore me from the pillow, hugging me by the chest, pressing me to my stomach, caressing the clitoris with his fingers, along with his penis, brought me to another series of orgasms, during which he himself came, filling my hole with hot seed. So we fell together on the bed, he behind me, hugging my chest... Both were breathing heavily, without the strength to do anything or even speak.
And then... Turning to each other, we fell asleep in our arms until the morning...
