0 comments/ 8001 views/ 3 favorites Classical Lover By: standingstones My name is Samantha and I am an announcer on the local classical station. A concert by a European violinist named Andre was taking place the following day. Andre was coming into the studio for a brief interview. The station manager told me I would be conducting this interview. I had to quickly check online to get an update on Andre's career. The next day Andre showed up at the studio. I didn't realize how tall and thin he actually was. Andre walked in and I looked him over. He had longish hair and he had a handsome face as well. I guess you might say I was under his spell from the moment he spoke. The interview went well and as he was about to leave he asked me if I was coming to the concert. I said I didn't have any tickets. Andre smiled and said two tickets would be waiting for me at the box office. That night I got home and my boyfriend Jacob was waiting for me. I told him about the concert but he said he wasn't interested in going. I should have know he didn't want to go. I guess I kept Jacob around because he was good in bed. We didn't share any interests. He didn't even like classical music. I thought it was best that he didn't go along with me as he would just be an embarrassment. That night I got dressed for the event. I have a slinky red dress I like to wear when I want to show off my body. It is low cut to show off my tits. I hoped that Andre would like what he saw. I got to the concert and I found out I had a seat in the fourth row directly in front of Andre when he was on the stage. I have to admit I don't recall much of the concert. I had my eyes on Andre the whole time. I could swear I saw his cock bulging from his pants that evening. When the concert ended some assistant came to me and said Andre would like to speak to me. I followed him back to Andre's dressing room. When I entered the room it was like a small apartment. There was a dressing table, a small refrigerator and there was a bed as well. Andre saw me and stood up. He already had his shirt off and he greeted me with a kiss on the lips. "Samantha, I am so glad you could show up for the concert." I was sort of melting in his presence. Andre didn't waste any time. He walked behind me and started to unzip my dress. I guess I was shocked that Andre was so bold. I wanted to tell him he should stop but I couldn't bring myself to say anything. Andre leaned down and began to kiss my shoulders. I could smell his cologne as he started to slide my dress down over my body. "Andre, what if someone come in?" I was a bit nervous about anyone seeing us like this. "Don't worry Samantha, my assistant won't let anyone inside without my permission." Chills were running up and down my body as Andre undressed me. He was like a pro removing every stitch of my clothing. He told me to get out of my nylons and underwear. Like some schoolgirl I did as he asked. Andre then eyed my body. "You have beautiful breasts," he said. My tits are large for being a petite woman. I could feel my nipples were already quite hard. Andre then removed his clothing. When he was finally naked I got to see his cock. His dick was long and thin. It looked like he was already semi-hard. Andre moved me over to the small bed in the room. He had me get onto my back. Andre slid over top of me. He parted my legs and he took hold of his cock. I soon felt his big mushroom passing over my folds. I thought I might just scream from feeling him rub against me. I never in my wildest dreams thought it would come to this. Andre fitted his cock to my opening and I felt him slowly slide into me. God, it felt so good as his prick began to rub against my pussy walls. Andre started to push deeper into my body.I have to admit I got so worked up. Andre had all of his cock buried inside me. He pushed my legs up to my chest and gave me a hard fucking. I was panting as his cock slid in and out of me. Lovemaking with my boyfriend had been sadly lacking lately. Andre seemed to know what buttons to push. I felt his balls hitting my bottom. I reached down and touched my clit. I was getting so wet down below. Andre pushed me right to the edge that evening. I tried to control myself but I ended up squirting on Andre's groin area. Each time I squirted Andre pulled his cock out. I would shoot my cream onto his body and he shoved his dick into me once more. I must have squirted four good times. Andre seemed to take delight in the fact he had me so worked up. "You are mine now Samantha, I want you for myself," he told me. At that moment I didn't want anyone but him. Jacob was so far from my thoughts as Andre drilled me with that long cock of his. I would have let him do anything that night. I guess I did let him. Andre must have taken me for a half hour of so. He finally said he was getting close to cumming. All I knew was that I needed to feel him erupt inside me. He pumped his cock into me a couple more minutes and then I felt him release. The heat from his male cream made me explode all over his dick. There was plenty of moaning and grunting and I remember screaming Andre's name as his hot cum splashed inside my belly. I was milking his erect bone as more and more cum filled my body. I know I hadn't had sex like this in a long, long time. Andre started to slow down. He finally just held his cock inside me as my pussy muscles gripped him hard. All good things have to come to an end. Andre pulled out from me and I could feel his white seed dripping down my pussy. It felt like he had worked my body over really hard. Andre lowered his face and he finished me off by kissing my hard nipples. He went from one nipple to the next, kissing and teasing each one. I had one final orgasm as he worked his magic all over my breasts. Andre finally got up from the bed and he got some towels for us to clean up with. I got up to the side of the bed and I cleaned myself up. I was wobbling as I got to my feet to get dressed once more. Andre and I had a final kiss as I got ready to leave him. "I have fifteen more concert dates, would you join me on them?" He asked. I told him I doubted the radio station would let me follow him around for the next month or so. Andre told me not to worry, he would arrange things. I ended up driving home that night. Jacob was sound asleep when I arrived. It was just as well. I didn't want any conversations right then. All my thoughts were on Andre. The next morning the station manager called me into his office. "It must be your lucky day Sam, Andre has asked the station owner if you could travel with him and report on his concert tour. He said he would allow it." I was a little shocked. Andre must have had a lot of pull to get the owner to let me take off a whole month and follow him around. I could hardly say no to Andre's proposal. I got a phone number to contact Andre's assistant and he gave me all the details.He said plane tickets would be arriving at the station shortly. When I got home my boyfriend Jacob was none too pleased. "What am I supposed to do while you are gone?" He said to me. I lost my temper and told him he should get out. I wanted him out of my apartment immediately. He looked shocked. I was supporting him for the most part, where was he going to stay, he asked me. "Go shack up with one of your other girlfriends," I told him. He was pissed but I stayed until he left with all of his belongings. I am now on the plane flying to Andre's next concert. I wonder if he is truly interested in me or does he just want sex while he is on tour. I guess I will be Andre's lover for now and see how everything plays out. Classical Lover Ch. 02 My name is Samantha. I am an announcer at a classical radio station. I got to interview a violinist named Andre. He asked me to follow him on the rest of his tour. I was surprised when the station manager allowed me to take off work and follow Andre along. The first thing that happened was that Andre and I had sex together. Maybe I was weak, but I had just left my old boyfriend. Andre has been fucking me for nearly two weeks now. Andre has a long, thin cock that sends shivers up and down my spine. He likes to pull his cock out as we are fucking and just leave the head inside me. This nearly sends me over the edge. That is what Andre is doing right now. He plunges deep inside me and then pulls out. He will ask me if I want anymore from him. I am normally not that vocal in bed, but he is making me beg for his cock. I pleaded with him to continue. He pushed into my wet pussy and he held his dick in place. My muscles went into some sort of convulsion. I would grip him with all my power until he pulled back once more. I hate to admit it to myself, but Andre has me under his spell. I've lost count on how many times he has seeded me over the past couple of weeks. Andre likes to speed up before he fills me. I had my hands on his hips as he drove his erect prick into my hole. That was just when Andre buried his cock inside me one last time and he exploded. It seems like a shock to my system whenever I feel Andre fill me with his hot cum. This time was no different. Thankfully I am on the pill. I didn't need to be pregnant right now. Andre kept pumping into me and I gripped his dick and milked him of his cum. We finally cooled down and Andre pulled out of me. Surprisingly, he climbed up over top of me. His dripping dick was positioned right at my mouth. "Open for me Samantha," he told me. This was the first time something like this had happened. Andre slapped the head of his cock against my lips and I opened for him. Andre slid his spent cock down my throat. I was gagging some as he was fucking my mouth. I did clean his root off with my mouth. When Andre finally pulled out I could taste his oily spunk on my breath. "God, that felt so good," he told me. It was something out of the ordinary, that much was for sure. Andre got onto the bed next to my body. "I need to ask you something," he told me. I asked him what it was. "Come live with me," he said. I was so taken by surprise. This was the first he had ever mention this subject. I told him I had a job, a career that I spent a lot of years trying to build up. "You won't have to worry about supporting yourself," he told me, "I have plenty of money." I was always the independent type since leaving college. I didn't like the thought of putting my fate in any one person's hands. I told him I liked my job and I don't like relying on another person for my money. Andre looked hurt when I told him that. I asked him if he was proposing marriage. "I don't believe in marriage. I much prefer just having a woman by my side." That was not going to work as far as I was concerned. I told him I couldn't accept his offer. Andre got a pained looked on his face. "I guess you will be flying back to your work then," he said to me. I hated to end our time together on a down note. I told him yes, I would be heading home. I thought that maybe Andre was going to abandon me there in the hotel room. He got up and went to a dresser. He handed over a first class airfare back to my home town. That was the last time we had sex together. The next day I flew home. I got back to my apartment that evening. I had broken up with my lazy boyfriend right before I left to be with Andre. The place was deserted. I went and took a shower after I got back. My mind was still spinning from all that had happened. I got onto my bed and reached over to the dresser. I opened it and pulled out my vibrator. It is probably eight inches in length and fairly thick. I hadn't used it in some time. I turned it on and brought it to my pussy lips. I started to rub up and down my slit. All the time I was thinking about Andre. Did I just fuck up a good thing with my classical lover? I slid the vibrator into my wet pussy. I ended up pushing it in the whole way. I turned the speed up to maximum and I let out this loud moan. I was pushing it in and out and pretending it was Andre. I was wishing he were fucking me right then. I circled the vibe around inside me. I managed to get myself worked up. I knew I was getting close and I pulled it out one last time and then shoved it into my greedy pussy. I started to squirt uncontrollably. I would pull it out and squirt my juices and then push it back into my tunnel. I must have shot five good times until I finished myself off. I pulled the vibrator out. I was on my back with my legs spread wide. I almost reached for my phone to call Andre back. I wanted to tell him I would accept his offer, but I didn't place the call. Maybe I was just stubborn. I didn't want to trade in my freedom for sex. I just hope I don't weaken over the next few days and beg Andre to take me back and fuck me like I have become accustomed.