The Key of A

Perri took piano lessons from Trevor once a week at her large family home located in the better part of a medium sized town.

She had split up from her boyfriend Kane a few weeks after her 18th birthday, due to her finding out he had been fucking her own best friend!

Kane had possessed a decent sized cock but had no imagination in using it and held no desire to try anything beyond receiving blow jobs and performing a couple of basic sex positions. His limitations had left Perri somewhat frustrated in her sexual journey as he wouldn't even lick her pussy.

Months had passed since the split and Perri had become focused on her education and hobbies including her love of piano. She stood at a good 5' 7" with a slim sporty body, long legs and perfectly pert breasts. Her blonde hair was always neatly tied back in a ponytail exposing her middle class type facial features and a devilishly inviting kissable neck. The slightly geeky glasses she wore for the piano lessons made her look prim and proper and somewhat virginal.

As the warmer months arrived, and being within the comfort of her own home she began to wear light strappy vest tops for the lessons, usually paired with gym shorts. Trevor harboured a foot fetish so he looked forward to the times when Perri would slip off her Converse to use the piano pedals barefoot. She did this as she said it gave her a better connection to their response.

Trevor felt a response too.

As Perri had come to like Trevor and consider him a friend, she felt it was time for her to continue along her path, of sexual discovery. She turned toward Trevor whilst sitting beside him at the piano during one particular lesson and asked him if he could help her learn more about sex, not fuck her, just talk!

This question took Trevor completely by surprise.

She quickly went on to explain that since her break up with Kane, she no longer had any friends close enough to fully open up to or trust with such a personal topic, as Kane was still fucking her now former best friend.

Trevor was both shocked and aroused at the same time having been asked about sex by this gorgeous young blonde. He was in his early 50's and bald. Neither fat nor hideous looking, just an average guy you could pass on the street of any town.

Maybe this could be a mutually beneficial arrangement for the both of them, thought Trevor. Perri could learn about the fascinating world of sex and a middle aged man can help a damsel in distress, he thought.

Over the following months Perri and Trevor discussed topics as far and wide ranging as tantric sex, anal play, masturbation, lesbianism, orgies, outdoor sex, toys, foot fetish, role-play and BDSM.

One afternoon before her piano lesson commenced, Perri said that she wanted to thank Trevor properly for improving her piano skills and broadening her mind regarding their chats, and had a gift for him.

She wasted no time in getting down on her knees in front of him, unzipping his jeans and without uttering a single word took out his already stiffening cock.

Perri proceeded to give Trevor the deepest, sloppiest and absolute dirtiest blow job he had received in decades. She spat on his 6" cock then took it as far in her throat as its length allowed. She paid particular attention to his balls by kissing, licking, sucking and massaging them. Perri had recalled Trevor mentioning that he enjoyed ball play in one of their previous chats so this proved to him that she had been listening!

Trevor remained still and hadn't considered refusing Perri's gift for a second.

He knew that opportunities like this didn't arrive very often at his age and very much wanted to experience the enthusiasm that this young beauty kneeling infront of him had to offer.

As Trevor was about to cum, he politely asked Perri where she would like to receive his load. With her mouth being somewhat full, she pulled down the neckline of her top exposing the firmest looking B cup breasts with tiny pink nipples that you could imagine, folding the material underneath them.

She made a circle around her chest with her index finger just as Trevor pulled out of her hot mouth and began to unload rope after rope of his happy yoghurt all over the target zone.

"Thank you Perri," Trevor said graciously.

"Thank you Trevor," Perri replied.

She then began gathering up the sticky cream with her finger tips, drizzling it all over her erect nipples, then lifted each breast in turn toward he mouth to slowly clean them off.

"You are one fucking amazing girl," Trevor said in a relaxed and very satisfied tone.

"Now straighten yourself up and go practice your scales,"!