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Seduce The Piano Player

By: ljmwriter



I sat motionless, my eyes focused on the beautiful piano player sitting no more than 20 feet in front of me. Her fingers brushed nimbly across the piano keys while her long legs, in rhythm, pumped the pedals below. She was singing with a voice like an angel and my mind was filled with only one thought.

I wanted to seduce and fuck the piano player. 

There was no escaping that one conclusion. It had been part of my thoughts and erotic fantasies, off and on, for more than 20 years.

But I wanted to do more than just fuck the piano player. I wanted to feel her long, stocking-clad legs wrapped around my head while I buried my tongue as deep as possible into her hot, wet, convulsing pussy. I wanted to feel her big, beautiful ass bouncing off my face while I struggled to eat, lick and suck every inch of it. I wanted to see my dick disappear into what I could only imagine to be the best pussy on earth. 

Many people refuse to admit or recognize just how much we are occupied by sexual imagination and fantasy. But I readily admit that thoughts of seducing and fucking beautiful, ripe and preferably married women occupy the majority of my thoughts on a daily basis.

I have seduced and had sexual intercourse with numerous married women over the years. The seduction is thrilling in itself but nothing compares to the absolute exhilaration I feel when the months, sometimes years of slow seduction come to fruition and I fuck the object of my fantasy for the first time. 

The process involved in trying to get a sexy married woman to cheat on her husband and to commit adultery is ultimately dangerous. But with that danger comes great excitement, an excitement that is heightened even more when you anticipate that this might be the greatest fuck experience of your life, an indescribable life-altering physical, sexual experience.

My seduction efforts usually focus on married women who have two common qualities. First, the women must be attracted to me both personally and physically. Second, the women must be very sexual and absolutely love to fuck more than anything on this earth.


That brings me back to Jan, the piano player at my church (of all places). I had known Jan for more than 20 years and she was always one of the women on my seduction radar screen. 

I've always believed that I have a sixth sense -- the ability to read certain things about people. These instincts are not evident all the time. Maybe these feelings surface only when there is some sort of connection between certain people and me. I don't know. But I do know that my ability to read people was reaffirmed with Jan.

Jan and I had always been acquaintances because of church but we were never what you would call friends. She and my wife Melissa had worked on several church projects together and I knew and liked her husband Eddie. But Melissa and I had more in common with Jan and Eddie than just belonging to the same church. They had three boys and we had three girls and the children were all close in age and had grown up together. All of our children were almost grown, either just out of college or currently in college. Jan and Eddie were just the stereotypical hard working, church-going, community-involved family that is common in small communities.

The phrase "prim and proper" comes to mind when I think of Jan. She is a tall woman, probably about 5-foot-8, who is always very well dressed. When she plays the piano, she wears eyeglasses that make her look like the stereotypical old maid schoolteacher. But she is one of these women who always seem to have everything in the right place, like she has spent a lot of time dressing and grooming herself. She is very quiet, unassuming and not overly expressive.

Jan is what I would describe as a good-looking woman, not overly beautiful, but definitely an eyeful. She has long beautiful legs that you see a lot of times on tall women. When she is playing the piano, her skirt has a tendency to rise up a little on her thighs and I can see the small gap between her slightly parted legs. When I see this, my imagination runs wild and I try to picture what it looks like in that heavenly area deep between her legs. I kind of had a running joke with myself about this. When I noticed those beautiful legs parted and giving way to the slightly open area, I would tell myself, “the promised land, the promised land.” That’s what I started calling Jan’s pussy: “the promised land”.

Jan also has very pretty blue-gray eyes, the kind that are often described as "smoky", and high cheekbones. Her titties are not huge but they are big. One of the great things about Jan is the way she dresses, always very stylish and classy. I love it when she wears sweaters because she usually wears them a little too tight, making it look like her tits are struggling to burst out of her clothes. 

But probably Jan's greatest feature, and believe me when I tell you that I'm an expert in this area, is that she has a big, beautiful, well-shaped, tight ass. It is the kind of great ass that you see many times on tall, long-legged women. She also has those great wide hips that just add to her spectacular lower body. With those hips, ass, thighs and legs all together in one package, Jan has the most sexual lower body I have ever seen on a woman. When I would see those wide hips and big ass spread across that piano bench, I couldn’t help but dream of what it would be like to have this woman sitting on my face, my hands gripping her huge ass while my mouth and tongue explore her hot pussy.

Jan was now 43-years-old but I honestly believe that her body was more spectacular at age 43 than it ever was at age 23. That happens a lot of times with women when they get into middle age. Society tries to sell us on the notion that women are more beautiful at age 25 than at age 35 or 45. I’m afraid not. Women get sexier and better looking with age. Their bodies ripen and they definitely become more sexual. It’s like anything else in life. The more experience you have, the better you are. And it’s the same with women. As they mature, they get confident, they know how to dress better, and they really, really become experts at fucking. I know that from experience. In fact, the best fuck I’ve ever had was 52-years-old the first time I fucked her. 

I was only 26 at the time and single and Bobbie was a married policewoman I met while I was living in a small town. She was amazing. At age 52, she had bleached blond hair and wore skirts at least two inches above her knees (but this was not so unusual for the early 1970s). She was a real earthy woman who had a real filthy mouth on her. She was always teasing me about my sex life, or lack of it, when I would see her at City Hall. To make a long story short, Bobbie’s husband had to go out of town one weekend and she asked me if I wanted to come over to her house for a drink. That woman fucked me from Friday afternoon to Sunday night. And I’m not exaggerating when I say that the only time we stopped fucking and sucking was to get something to drink or to make a sandwich. We screwed each other all weekend in every room of that house. It was one of the few times in my life when I was the one seduced instead of the one doing the seducing. 

For some reason, I guess it is my sixth sense again, I always had the feeling that my piano-playing Jan loved men -- I mean really loved men, or I should say sex. Now let me qualify that by saying I had no outward evidence of this. She never gave any hint that she had such a notion. But there were certain little things that I picked up on over the years that led me to believe that this woman loved to fuck -- and loved to fuck often.

Maybe it was just a leering smile I noticed here and there, or a lingering glance, or maybe body language. I don't know. But I just felt strongly that this woman, underneath the surface, was a smoldering sexual volcano ready for eruption at all times. Something kept telling me that Jan’s idea of a good time was getting fucked by a good dick.

I am short in stature and I often fantasized about what it would be like to fuck a tall, good-looking woman like Jan. I would think often of her wrapping those long legs around me while I pounded away at her hot pussy. One of my favorite visions was imagining her lying on her stomach while I devoured her neck, back, ass, thighs and legs with my mouth. Jan had a long beautiful neck that she liked to show off by wearing her hair up. It was the kind of neck you could spend days kissing and licking.

With both of us belonging to the same church and being involved in church activities, Jan and I saw each other quite often. But in the 20 years I knew her, we had never had a conversation that lasted more than a minute or two. When we did, it was pleasant and I enjoyed looking into her beautiful eyes. Even though I wanted so much for it to be so, I never considered Jan a prime candidate for my seduction efforts. We traveled in different circles at church and I could never figure out how I could develop a relationship with her that would lead me to “the promised land.”

It was purely by accident that a situation arose that would allow me to get to know Jan on a personal basis. One of my hobbies is reading. I love to read and I had always wanted to belong to a book discussion group. Now that my kids were close to fully grown and out of the house, I had more time on my hands and decided to pursue joining a reading club.

I looked into a few of the reading clubs in town and finally found one that I thought I would like. But I soon learned that I would have to drive 25 miles to the group’s meeting place. That certainly wasn’t worth it.

I then got the idea to form my own group and decided to put the word out at church. It seemed perfect. I would have something in common with all the group members and no one would have to drive far for the meetings.

I put a notice in the church bulletin asking for anyone interested to call or send me an e-mail. I received several calls and e-mails during the next few days and I was excited that it looked like my idea might come to fruition. I wanted eight members in the group and it didn’t take long to fill the slots. By Tuesday night, I had finalized the list of members and started making plans for the meetings. 

That was when I received a pleasant surprise. On Wednesday morning, I got a telephone call from Jan, the piano player. It was surprising because, for some reason, I didn’t think she would be the type to want to join a reading club. I just assumed that music was her only passion.

“Hello Joseph, this is Jan,” she said. “Hey, I saw your notice about the book discussion club and I want to join in. I hope I’m not too late.” 

I started to tell her that all the spots were filled but quickly caught myself. Suddenly, I had these images in my mind of being in the discussion group and being able to look across at her long beautiful legs, her beautiful eyes. I also realized that this would be the perfect opportunity to get to know her better. Thus, I made an executive decision. I would expand the group to nine.

“Jan, that’s great,” I said. “No, you’re not too late. I wanted to limit the group to nine and I have one spot left. It’s yours if you want it.”

“Well, what night would we meet?” she asked. 

“I was thinking Thursday nights. Would that work for you?”

“Perfect,” she said. “That’s one of the few nights I do have open.”

“Well great,” I said. “I’ll put you on the list.”

We then talked for several minutes and actually had a nice conversation. We talked about our families, books and work. It was probably the longest conversation I had ever had with her and I really enjoyed it. She actually had an engaging personality and I looked forward to getting to know her. I also looked forward to seeing her awesome body as often as possible.

I began making plans for the first meeting but I have to admit that I started to think more about Jan than the book club. Could there actually be the slightest chance that I could seduce this woman? Was it actually possible that I could get this unbelievable piece of ass into bed? The thought of such a possibility, even if the chance might be ever so slight, made me shake all over. I decided that I had to give it my best shot. I would use the book discussion group to make an effort to become friends with Jan, to get to know her on a real personal basis.

Hopefully, during the process of getting to know her, I would know one way or the other whether it would be possible to actually fuck her. I planned to use all my charms, experience, whatever you want to call it, to try to get to this woman’s ass. Thoughts of fucking her started to consume my fantasies. Whenever I started to fantasize about women, it would always be Jan. I thought about eating her, sucking her titties and fucking the living shit out of her.

I chose “A Prayer For Owen Meany” by John Irving as the first book for our discussion club. It was one of my favorite books and I thought the group would really love it. Plus, I had a lot of preparation to do for the meeting and I thought it would help me if I didn’t have to read a new book.

The preparation for the book club meeting required a lot more work that I thought it would. My wife Melissa had warned me about that. With her working at nights, she would be unable to help me and she warned me that I didn’t know how much work it would require. I had to do research, accumulate and then print out discussion questions. I had to call everybody and make sure they had directions to my house. I also had to arrange for refreshments.

Needless to say, I was pretty harried on the night of the first meeting. I was excited about the meeting but I was more excited about having Jan actually in my house and close to me. I wondered what she would be wearing. She looked great in pants but I was really hoping that she would wear a skirt. Jan just looked so hot in a skirt. Her legs are long, muscular and hard and a skirt really shows them off.

Jan was the second person to arrive and my first wish came true when I opened the door. She had on a white top and a black skirt that ended just above her knees. She had on black stockings and high heels. Her hair was pulled back and she looked immaculate, as always. “I’m sorry I’m so dressed up Joseph,” she said. “I came straight from work and didn’t have time to go home and change.”

“You look fine,” I said, trying to hide my excitement. “Come on in. I’m still trying to get set up.”

I asked her how Eddie and the kids were doing and she asked me about my family. We started talking about work but it soon struck me that I had a lot to do before we could start the meeting. “I apologize Jan,” I said, “but I’ve got to cut this conversation short. I’ve got to finish getting ready for this meeting.”

“Can you use some help?” Jan asked. “I was wondering how you were going to do all this with Melissa working nights.”

Oh, well, sure, I would really appreciate it,” I said.

I sorted all the materials while Jan made the coffee and got everything ready for the refreshments. What surprised me was that she kind of took charge and was really helping me. I had to greet everyone at the door and I had to make small talk for a little while with each one. So Jan ended up doing most of the setup for the meeting.

“Jan, you’re a life saver,” I said. “I was thinking that I may have gotten myself into something with this.” 

“I don’t mind helping,” she said. “I just appreciate you forming this group for us. It’s a great idea.”

The first meeting went very well. Everyone seemed excited about the topic and the discussion was good. I must admit that I was very impressed with Jan. She was very intelligent and her thoughts were insightful. She had a great knack for leading and guiding a discussion without talking too much. I was glad when she talked because it gave me an opportunity to stare at her. I studied every inch of her, from the tips of her high heel shoes all the way up to her beautiful brown hair. I watched her cross and uncross her gorgeous legs, trying to get even the briefest hint of a glimpse of the “promised land” that remained hidden deep between her thighs.

After the meeting, Jan told me how much she enjoyed it and offered to help me clean up. “Oh, you don’t have to do that,” I said. “I don’t mind, really,” she said. “It will only take a few minutes.”

It was the first time we were alone together. It was a little awkward but totally thrilling at the same time. We actually got into a good conversation. We talked about the book and expanded on some of the discussion that had taken place. We then talked about other books we liked and tried to decide which books would be good for future meetings.

I couldn’t resist flirting just a little bit. “Jan, I was so impressed by your comments during the meeting,” I said. “You are really smart. Does Eddie know how lucky he is? Beauty, brains, personality, talent, you’ve got it all.”

She smiled but I could tell she was blushing. “You are so sweet to say that,” she said. She then took my right hand and patted it with her left hand. “But Melissa is the lucky one,” she said with a shy smile. “I was hanging on every word you said. I could tell that you really knew that novel and that you saw things in it that the rest of us didn’t see.”

I thanked Jan again for helping me she said she didn’t mind, that she actually enjoyed it. “If you want me to, why don’t you let me come over early next week and help you set up for the meeting?” she asked.

I tried to hide my excitement. “Jan, I would love that,” I said. “You seem to have good organizational skills and mine are definitely lacking. That would be a big help to me. Thanks for offering.”

“No problem,” she said. “I’ll get everything together for next week and bring something for refreshments. Maybe we could just alternate weeks on the refreshments.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I said. I gave her a friendly, sideways hug. “That’s what I love,” I added. “A woman who takes charge.” She looked at me and laughed.

When Jan left that night, I watched her walk down the steps. Her skirt fit tight around her hips and ass. Watching her walk was one hell of a sight. Her ass was moving and shaking under that skirt and I could only imagine Jan sitting on my face, smothering me with that gorgeous behind.

Needless to say, I was elated after that first night. While I didn’t know enough about Jan yet to have any real hope that I would actually get to fuck her, I knew that I had opened the door. I definitely felt a real connection. At least now I could start developing a real friendship with her. That was always the first and most important step in my seduction efforts. 

That first night also convinced me more than ever that this woman loved to get fucked. I could just sense it, feel it. There was a smoking body under those clothes and I just knew that Jan loved to put it to use. Maybe this was just wishful thinking on my part but I’ve learned over the years to trust my instincts. I have been right on this subject many more times than I have been wrong.

Visions of Jan started to consume my thoughts. I went to bed that night and started dreaming about her. I imagined her stretched out on a bed, totally naked. I’m looking down on her, examining every inch of her ripe body before using my tongue to lick her with long, hard strokes. I imagine myself sucking her pussy for hours and having my head sandwiched between her big tits. I thought over and over about what I would do with her ass if I ever had the opportunity, how I would squeeze it, eat it, lick it suck it, play with it, put my dick in it. I would fall asleep at night thinking about my face firmly pressed against Jan’s ass, using it as the most comfortable pillow that any many could ever hope to have.

With these constant thoughts of Jan overtaking me, it made sex with my wife Melissa a little different. When I fucked my wife on the Sunday night after that first reading group meeting, I was on fire. I was out of control, sucking and fucking the shit out of Melissa like some kind of wild animal. But in my mind it was Jan I was fucking. It was Jan’s face, eyes, hair, tits, thighs, legs, ass and pussy that I saw. It was her cunt that I unloaded into.


Seduce The Piano Player



Melissa definitely noticed the difference. “What the hell got into you? she asked. “That may have been the best fuck we’ve ever had.” I just smiled to myself. “If you only knew Melissa,” I thought, “if you only knew.”

I got to know Jan better and better over the next several months. We had some great conversations and I really became intrigued with her. She was beautiful, charming, intelligent, funny, classy and sexy. A real woman, the kind you don’t see too often these days. She reminded me of those great women actresses from the days of the classic movies in the 1930s and 1940s: Barbara Stanwyck, Myrna Loy and Ida Lupino among others. These women were smart, sassy, beautiful and sexy. And they all had that smoldering, almost sexual look in their eyes. I saw that same look in Jan’s eyes.

I asked Jan about her musical background and really complimented both her singing and her piano playing. I tried to go out of my way to give her compliments without being too forward. I always made sure I flirted with her without being too overt. But I made sure that my comments were personal enough in nature so that she knew for sure that I was flirting.

I enjoyed getting to know Jan and we became very good friends. We began to talk on the phone about two times a week and we exchanged e-mails regularly. We had become “partners” in leading the book discussion club. Six months had passed and I felt totally comfortable with Jan. But I was still not sure that it was time to take a shot at her. I have always been very careful not to make my move too soon. I believed in being patient and waiting until I knew for an almost certainty that my advances would be accepted. How do you know when a woman is ready to fuck? Many times you don’t know. 

During all this time, Jan had never given me any overt sign that she would be willing to enter into a physical relationship with me. My “guess” was that she was ready, that she was waiting on me to make the first move. But I started having doubts and it was killing me to think that I might never eat her pussy.

Luckily for me, fate stepped in once again and shined on me. An incident occurred before one of our meetings that gave me the confidence I needed to try to fuck this gorgeous woman. 

Jan had already arrived at my house and another member, Beth, had arrived early for the meeting also. Both women were preparing the refreshments when I remembered that I had left some materials in my car.

I turned to them and said, “I left the handouts in the car. “I’ll be right back.”

As soon as I approached the front door, I realized that I had left the car keys on the kitchen table. I started back to the kitchen but stopped suddenly at the door when I heard my name and the two women giggling. I decided to listen. “Girl, you are something else,” Beth said. “It’s amazing what goes on inside that head of yours. Your mind is in the gutter.”

“I’m serious,” Jan said. “Don’t you think Joseph is good looking?”

“He really is,” Beth said. “He is really nice too. And so, so smart.”

“Can you imagine laying next to him in bed every night?” Jan asked. “I don’t see how Melissa stands it. He is so sexy.” Both women then giggled like schoolgirls. 

My heart was in my throat. Instead of going back into the kitchen, I quietly climbed the stairs to our main bedroom. I got the spare set of keys and proceeded outside to get the materials out of the car. I was euphoric at what I had just heard. It was a side of Jan that I had never seen before but that I had always sensed was there. I also realized immediately that I could now make my move.

I came back into the kitchen with no indication that I had heard anything. “I really appreciate you two helping me with this,” I said. Beth said, “No trouble at all Joseph.” But out of the corner of my eye I saw the two women look at each other with sheepish smiles.

I remember very little about the meeting that night. I did very little participating primarily because I was plotting in my mind what my next move should be. Now that I knew for certain the Jan found me attractive, it was time for me to find out if this woman was as hot as I sensed she was.

After the meeting, Jan helped me clean up as usual. When we finished, we sat down and started talking. Jan and I began our normal conversation but I quickly changed the subject. “Jan,” I said, there’s something I have to tell you. I hope you don’t take this the wrong way but I think you are a fantastic woman. You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. I truly mean that.”

She blushed but smiled. “Oh, thank you Joseph. I appreciate that.” She looked at me with piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me. I sensed real lust in those eyes for the first time. She sat up in her chair and uncrossed her legs. “I’ve enjoyed getting to know you,” she said. “You are a great person and a lot of fun to be around. Your wife is a lucky woman.”

“Thanks for the compliment,” I said. “But I don’t know how lucky she is. It seems to me like Eddie is the lucky one. I know one thing. If I had you at home, I would never be able to leave the house.” She smiled and I could tell she was blushing again. But her eyes never left me.

There was an awkward pause but I decided to go for it. I was shaking.

“Listen”, I said, “Do you think you could come by tomorrow night and help me prepare the lesson for next week? You know we’re starting a new book and I was hoping you could help me do some research. Have you ever read it? I tell you. “One Hundred Years of Solitude” is probably the greatest book I’ve ever read. Gabriel Garcia Marquez is an extraordinary writer.”

“No I haven’t read it but I’ve heard about it,” she said. “I think I can come by and help. What time? Can we do it a little early? About 6:30 maybe?”

It was then that I dropped a not-so-subtle hint. “Sure,” I said. “But I hope you can stay a while. We have plenty of work to do and I would like to take my time.”

The smile left Jan’s face momentarily and she fidgeted in her chair. She immediately picked up on the double meaning and I think it turned her on. Her voice was shaking when she replied, “I’ll stay as long as you need me to.” 

Her eyes were still piercing through me. She hesitated briefly and then added, “I will tell Eddie I have to work late. That way we won’t have to rush.”

Needless to say, I almost fell off my chair when she said that. It was clear that she understood what I was proposing and it was also clear that she was accepting. What seemed like a million emotions were running through me at that moment.

I changed the subject and we talked briefly a few more minutes before saying our goodbyes. When Jan left this time, however, she gave me a quick hug and a light kiss on the cheek. She put her hand on my shoulder, smiled at me and said, “I will see you tomorrow night. I’m looking forward to it.” There was a “knowing” look in her eyes when she said that.

I watched her walk down the steps again but this time it was different. I knew that in less than 24 hours my mouth would be all over this woman’s body. There would be no book research when she came over. There would be a lot of touching, kissing, sucking and fucking. I was looking forward to finally getting to “the promised land”.

I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep. The next day was one of the longest of my life but I spent it in preparation for the final seduction. I tried to plan all my words carefully and to plan for any response she might have.

The time finally arrived and the sound of the doorbell reverberated through my head. I was so nervous and excited that I could hardly breathe. Her skirt on this night seemed even tighter and sexier and she had on a snug, white, sleeveless top. Her hair was pulled up as usual, making her gorgeous neck completely visible. She looked better and hotter at that moment than at any time in the 20 years I had known her. She was definitely one hell of a woman.

I asked Jan if she would like a glass of wine before we got started. To my delight, she said, “Yes. I’m so tired I’m about to drop.” 

“Maybe a glass of wine will help you relax,” I said. 

We started talking and she began telling me what a hard day she had had at work. “Do you mind if I take my shoes off?” she asked. “My feet are killing me.” 

After taking off her shoes, she placed her left foot on her right thigh so that she could start rubbing her foot. The position left me with a clear view between her legs, up to but not including “the promised land”. She saw that I was looking but she didn’t change her position. She just gave me a shy smile and kept rubbing her foot.

Jan then reached up with both hands behind her head and pulled the pin from her hair, allowing her long brown hair to flow freely around her shoulders. “That feels better,” she said. 

“How about another glass of wine?” I said.

“I would love it,” she replied.

The conversation continued into the second and then the third glasses of wine. The topic of books had never come up. It was one of those situations where you are talking but your mind is completely centered on something else. I just couldn't believe how beautiful this woman was. We had talked for about 30 minutes and were both getting a little tipsy when I gathered up the courage to say something. The liquor had given me just enough courage to be direct. This was the moment of truth.

"Jan," I said. "You do know why I invited you over here tonight, don't you?

She smiled at me but waited several seconds before responding, "Well, I have an idea.”

"I invited you over here to fuck you," I said.

Jan didn't act surprised but I could see her face turning red but she didn’t flinch one bit. “I’ve got a question for you too Joseph,” she said. “Why do you think I came over here tonight?”

“You’ll have to tell me that,” I answered. “But I don’t think you came over here to talk about books.”

“I came over here to get fucked,” she said.

It was totally erotic to hear this prim, proper beautiful woman say the word ‘fuck.’ It was a total turn-on. This time it was my turn to blush. How exciting it was to be next to this beautiful woman and to hear her talk dirty like that. 

“Why don’t you come over here and sit on my lap so when can get started?” I asked. 

She stood up and walked across to me, pausing to stand right in front of me. I was eye level with her pussy and it was an awesome experience to have this tall sex goddess towering over me. 

She gently lowered her big ass and placed it on my lap, putting her right arm around my shoulders to balance herself. I put my left hand around her waist and pulled her closer to me. When she sat down, her tight skirt had risen up to the tops of her thighs, exposing the most remarkable legs and thighs I had ever seen. Her black stockings made her legs look incredibly sexy and enticing. Jan made no attempt at modesty by trying to pull her skirt down. She was ready to expose more to me than just her legs.

I began rubbing her leg with my hand, starting with her rock hard calves and moving up to her thighs. I started rubbing her thighs back and forth between the place where her stockings ended and her bare flesh began. I could tell by her breathing that she was getting excited. 

“Jan, you have the greatest legs I’ve ever seen on a woman,” I said. “They are so beautiful.”

“I do a lot of jogging and aerobics,” she said. “That keeps them hard.”

“You can sure tell it,” I said. “You do know that men look at you, don’t you?”

Brushing my cheek with her hand, Jan said, “Yes, Joseph, I know that men like my legs. But I have a confession to make. It’s probably more of a turn on for me than it is for them. I love it when men lust after me. It turns me on. That’s why I wear skirts all the time. I want them to look. It gets me so hot. And I can’t believe I’m telling you this.”

“Wow,” I said. “You know I’ve been looking at you for more than 20 years. But I’ve got a confession to make too. As much as I love your legs and thighs, you’ve got something else that turns me on even more.” I reached underneath her and gave her bottom two quick squeezes. “This right here,” I said. “Your ass. It’s fantastic. I have dreams about fucking your ass.”

Jan pulled my head forward and we kissed for the first time. The force of her hot tongue plunging into my mouth took all the breath out of me. I attacked with my mouth in return and we explored each other passionately for several minutes.

“Damn, I can’t believe this,” I said. “This is so fantastic. I’ve never been kissed like that in my life.”

Jan laughed. “There’s plenty more where that came from,” she said.

Now squirming in my lap, Jan started reigning kisses on all parts of my face and neck while pressing her titties hard up against my chest.

I playfully lifted the front of her skirt so that I could take a quick peek between her legs. She spread her legs enough for me to get a perfect view of the black panties that covered “the promised land” deep between her legs.

"I'm sorry Jan but I couldn't resist," I said. Indicating the area between her legs, I said, "You know Jan that I've had a nickname for that for many years."

She laughed. “What? You mean my pussy? And what might that nickname be?"

"The promised land," I said without hesitation. "That’s what your pussy is to me, the promised land. It’s the place where all my dreams would come true.”

“I've been sitting there for years, watching you sit on that piano bench, your legs slightly apart while busily working the pedals. Looking from afar at that opening between your beautiful legs, I would just say to myself: 'The Promised Land....The Promised Land'." 

“Oh, damn, why haven’t you said anything to me before?” she asked. “You know you’re not exactly the type of man women would kick out of bed either. That makes me hot knowing you’ve been looking at me.”

Jan’s squirming in my lap got a little more intense and she reached down and gave my dick a hard squeeze with her left hand. She started to unbuckle my pants. She said, "You know Joseph. Talk is great and a lot of fun. But aren’t we wasting time? When are we going to start fucking? You said you invited me over here to fuck me, didn’t you?”

I laughed. "Jan, be patient,” I said. “It’s about more than the fucking with me. It's the excitement, it's the mutual seduction, it's that first touch, it's that feeling that you are about to have a great, unique experience. It's the feeling I have right now, just being close to you and knowing that I can excite a beautiful woman like you. That’s all part of it to me.”

"Well," Jan said. "That's nice and those are wonderful words. But right now I’m dripping wet and I want to know when you're going to fuck me. I want your hard dick in my pussy."

“I love it when you talk dirty,” I said. “Does dirty talk get you hot”?

“Baby, I stay hot,” she said. “But yeah, I love to talk dirty. The filthier the better. But don’t change the subject. You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into. I may not look like it but you’re not going to believe how good of a fuck I am. When it comes to fucking, I do it all and I want it all. I want your dick in every hole I’ve got and I want to fuck you so hard and so long that you won’t be able to walk. So I’m asking you again. When are you going to fuck me?”

I took my right index finger and traced her lips with it. “Now who’s doing the talking,” I said. She took my finger, put it into her mouth and began sucking on it.”

We were both in a frenzy and I knew it was time.

“Stand up,” I said. “Take your top off and lay down on the floor, on your stomach.”

Jan didn’t hesitate. She quickly removed her tight white top and stretched out on my living room carpet. What a sight this was. Her skirt had ridden up to the tops of her thighs, revealing all of her gorgeous stockings, legs and thighs. The only thing visible on her gorgeous back was the strap to her bra.

Just then a telephone rang. It was Jan’s cell phone. “Shit, that’s probably Eddie,” she said. “Do you need to get it?” I asked. “No, she replied. “Hell no. Get your ass down here.”

I took off my pants, underwear, socks and shoes. With Jan stretched full length on her stomach, I straddled her, inching all the way up until my hard dick rested on the back of her head. Holding her hair up with my left hand, I then began rubbing my dick and balls on the back of her neck and then on each side. I raised up so that I could bounce my balls and dick off the back of her neck. I then moved it to the side of her face and began rubbing it against her cheek. She turned her head and began licking my dick and balls, trying desperately to get it into her mouth.

I pulled away and began my trip downward, rubbing my dick and balls over every inch of her back. I raised her bra strap and put my dick underneath it. Holding the bra strap up, I slid my dick and balls back and forth before finally unclasping the bra. Her beautiful back was now totally bare. Jan reached in front, pulled the disconnected bra away from her chest and tossed it to the side.

Jan’s breathing was hard. She was loving every second of it. "Oh, you sweet motherfucker, you are driving me crazy," she said. “Motherfuck, you fucking bastard. Let me have that dick. Please fuck me. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”

I was about to explode but I forced myself to be patient. This was too good and I wanted all of her, not just her pussy. Jan would have to wait, but not too long.

“I’m not a motherfucker yet Jan,” I teased. “I haven’t fucked you yet. But that’s what I want. I want to be a motherfucker and I want you to be the mother I fuck.”

Jan laughed. “Why don’t you put it in me now?,” she asked. “Your balls feel so good and hot on my back. I wonder what they taste like. Why don’t you put your dick in my mouth and let me suck you. You won’t believe how good I am at cock sucking. I’ll suck you until get weak in the knees. I’m not bragging either. Let me prove it to you.”

This was unbelievable. Jan was even hotter than I could have possibly imagined. This woman was made for sex.

“No, sweet Jan, not yet,” I said. “Don’t get too anxious. “I plan to do a lot of eating before we get to that point. I’m going to eat every inch of you. Hey, you say you like to talk dirty. Let me hear it.”

Jan laughed again. “Hell, I thought I was talking dirty,” she said. “You’re doing a lot of bold talking about eating me but are you willing to eat all of me? Are you going to put that hot tongue up my ass?”

“If that’s where you want it, that’s where you’ll get it,” I said. “And after I put my tongue in it, I’m going to see how far I can put my dick up it. Is that what you want.”

“Yes, yes, I want it all,” Jan said. “I want to be the best fuck you’ve ever had. I want to fuck you like the nastiest, slutiest whore on earth.”

I stood up and reached out for Jan’s hand. “Ok,” I said, “Stand up. I want to get you completely naked. I’m ready to start eating every inch of your hot body. Then you’re going to get the fuck of your life.”

We stood up and I quickly took off my shirt. I then unbuttoned and removed her skirt. Next came the black bikini panties that hugged her beautiful ass and snatch. I stopped dead in my tracks as my eyes zeroed in on her wide hips, thighs and pussy. Her pussy hair was short, brown and trimmed and her pussy lips were wet and swollen. I embraced the wonderful smell of it. That sweet pussy bordered by her thick hips, thighs, legs and black stockings was an extraordinary sight. “I’m going to leave the stockings on,” I told her. I continued to stare at Jan’s pussy, relishing in that ultimate embodiment of human sexuality.

I looked into Jan’s beautiful, lust-filled eyes. Our naked bodies came together and I kissed her passionately. Still holding her tightly, I looked into her eyes and said, "Jan, you are a very, very sexy woman." 




Seduce The Piano Player



Breathing hard, she smiled at me and replied, "You're a very, very sexy man too."

After a brief pause, I said, "Well, Jan, do you know what sexy people do?" 

Her face was flushed and she said, "I think I do." 

"Well, I'll tell you," I said. I then positioned my mouth against her left ear and whispered, "They fuck."

Jan gasped and I could feel her entire body shake slightly. She looked at me, put her hand on the back of my neck, and kissed me hard. Our bodies locked together as our tongues explored each other. I gripped her big, beautiful ass with both hands and we both crumpled to the floor. With my hands still gripping her ass, I lifted her body up and attacked her pussy with my mouth. Jan screamed as I buried my face, mouth and tongue into her hot, wet pussy. She wrapped her thighs around my head and squeezed, at the same time exploding with a powerful orgasm. With tears streaming down her cheeks, Jan was gasping for air while my tongue continued to explore every inch of her love box. “Oh, shit, Oh damn, I’m going crazy,” she said.

I pulled away from her and asked her to sit up. She did so, and faced me in a sitting position. Jan was an incredible sight, naked except for her black stockings. Her legs were wide apart just waiting for me to get between them. After moving into position, I took just a few seconds to lick, suck and eat those big beautiful titties before mounting her, burying my hard dick deep into her pussy. It was my turn to scream. Jan’s pussy was on fire and it took only a few deep thrusts before I emptied myself into her.

I had never been this turned on in my life and I continued pumping her pussy. It took only a short time before my dick was hard again. I turned her over and started fucking her from behind, using my hands at the same time to massage her back, ass and thighs. Jan was an absolute sex machine. We just kept fucking and fucking and Jan just got hotter and hotter as we fucked.

“I can’t believe this,” she said. “You are fucking the shit out of me. Damn, fuck me you motherfucker, fuck me.”

Jan couldn’t get enough and only my adrenalin and excitement kept me going. Just when I thought I could fuck no more, Jan said, “Fuck me in the ass,” Joseph. “I want you in my ass.”

This woman was so phenomenal. I just couldn’t believe it. Prim, proper, beautiful piano-playing, singing and church-going Jan asking me to fuck her in the ass. This was as hot as sex could get.

She put her head on the sofa as I positioned myself behind her. I found her hole and slid by hard dick deep into her ass. It was extraordinary. We were both gasping for air and hollering as I began pumping her tight ass. I exploded into her and we both collapsed, completely exhausted from one of the most remarkable fuck sessions any two people could ever hope to possibly experience.

We held each other silently for a few minutes, both of us savoring the incredible sex we had just experienced. Finally, Jan raised her head and looked at me. “Hey, as much as I hate to, I’ve got to go. It’s getting late.”

Jan sat up on the sofa, her body still glistening with sweat from the intense sex. I looked at her and was again amazed at just how beautiful this 43-year-old woman was. 

Still clad only in her stockings, Jan looked like a woman who had just been fucked. Her hair was down and messed and she had an almost glazed look in her eyes. I could tell that she was still aroused because her nipples were hard and sticking straight out. It struck me for the first time that her titties were a lot bigger and firmer than I had originally thought. My focus had always been on Jan’s legs, hips and ass but I now realized that her tits were as nice as any I had ever seen on a woman. They were that good.

“I’ll bet anything that it was Eddie who called me on my cell phone,” she said. “Probably wanting to know where the hell I am.”

Jan checked her cell phone for messages. “It was him,” she said. “Damn, I’m a mess. How can I go home like this? He’ll suspect something and I’m sure I’ll catch hell. Is there any way I could take a quick shower?”

“Sure, no problem,” I replied. I kissed her hard on the mouth. “Why don’t we take one together?”

She smiled. “That sounds great but we have to hurry,” she said. “Let me call him back and tell him I’m on my way.”

I began picking up our clothes while Jan called her husband. “I’m leaving work in a few minutes,” she told him. It was obvious that Eddie was questioning her. After a brief pause, she said, “I couldn’t call. I’ve been working and in meetings. Let me go please. I’ll be home in a little while.” While she talked, I stared at her spectacular body, still not believing that I had just fucked it.

Jan pressed the off button on the cell phone. “Is everything ok?” I asked. “I don’t worry about him,” she said. “He’s always on me about something. I’m not going to let him ruin this. Let’s go.”

Jan and I headed up the steps to the bathroom and I was smart enough to let her walk ahead of me. I stopped at the bottom of the stairs so that I could watch her naked ass while she climbed the stairs. Two things hit me as I watched this thrilling, erotic sight. First, again I couldn’t believe the ass on this woman. It was big, hard and beautiful and made even more inviting by her long, beautiful back and legs. The second thing that came to my mind was the unbelievable realization that I had just fucked that incredible ass.

When we reached the bathroom, we heard another telephone ring. This time it was my home phone. Jan and I looked at each other. “It’s probably Melissa,” I said. “I’ll let the answering machine get it. She just probably wants to know what I’m doing. What should I tell her Jan?”

“Tell her that you’re getting your brains fucked out by one of her fellow church members,” she said. “She’ll love that.” We both laughed.

We stepped into the shower and began hugging and kissing each other as the warm water splashed down on us. We took turns washing each other and I thoroughly enjoyed exploring Jan’s fantastic body with the soap.

Jan’s hands were incredible. They were all over my body. I had never been with a woman who seemed to know more about touching the right areas of a man’s body. She rubbed soap all over me with one hand while using her other hand to play with my dick and balls. I could tell she was ready to fuck again and so was I.

We stepped out the shower and started drying each other off. But that didn’t last song. In one quick motion, Jan went to her knees and took all of my rock-hard cock into her mouth. I gasped as she immediately forced it all the way to the back of her throat. She started groaning loudly, causing a sensation that I had never experienced before. Jane then attacked my dick with a passion, sucking it hard while sliding it as fast as possible up and down in her mouth. 

“Jan, stop,” I said. “I’ve got to fuck you.” She released my cock from her mouth and stood up. She couldn’t resist teasing me. “I would make you beg but that’s not my style,” she said.

I stepped back, lowered the toilet cover, and sat down. Jan straddled me. She reached down and guided my hard dick into her sticky, hot, wet pussy. At the same time, I squeezed her tits and guided her right tit into my mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as possible and forced as much of her breast into my mouth as I could get. I then began sucking as hard as I could. We started bucking wildly as my dick plunged in and out of her hot pussy. We were both in a sexual frenzy, moaning loudly. The absolute pleasure was like nothing I had ever experienced. Jan pressed her thighs tightly around my hips as we both came simultaneously. 

“Oh, Joseph, what a great fuck you are,” she said. We started kissing and licking each other again, still hungry for each other’s body. But Jan forced herself to pull away.

“I have got to go,” she said. Jan dressed quickly while I watched in fascination. After she was finished, she looked at me and said, “I still look like shit but I need to get out of here.” 

“No, you look great,” I said. “You always do.”

We talked briefly about getting together again and agreed that we would have to be very discreet. “I don’t want anything to ruin this,” she said. “I’ll call you tomorrow and we’ll talk about it.”

After she finished dressing, I walked her to the front door. It must have been quite a sight, me completely naked and Jan fully dressed in her work clothes. We kissed each other several more times at the door. 

“Jan, I have a confession to make to you,” I said. “I never had any evidence at all but I always believed deep down that you were an extremely sexual woman. I never knew you well and you seemed like such a prim, proper and conservative woman. But my sixth sense told me you loved sex and that you loved it more than most people. I think tonight proved me right.”

She put her finger to her lips and said, “Shhh. Don’t tell anybody. Let that be our little secret.”

She gave me a hard kiss on the lips, squeezed my dick one last time, and walked out the door. As always, I watched her walk down the steps. Without turning her head, she gave me a quick wave before getting into her car.

Driving to work the next morning, I replayed the events of the previous night in my mind. I was all smiles. All my instincts had proved to be true. Despite her outward appearance, Jan was a volcano, a sexual animal whose biggest thrill in life was fucking and sucking. Despite being attracted to her for more than 20 years, I had never thought it possible that I would actually someday get to make sweet love to Jan’s magnificent ass. But fate had smiled on me. I had fucked her and it was the experience of a lifetime. 

“I have seen the promised land,” I thought to myself. “I have fucked the piano player.”