0 comments/ 22632 views/ 5 favorites The Five Note Chord By: MaxErotic Patricia Star is my best guitar student. She practices faithfully and seems to be gaining an appreciation for the history of the guitar as well. Every time I come over, she is mentioning something new that she has learned either from the internet or from some book that she bought at the book store. Her mother, Shar, is gorgeous. Shar is not at all like the typical, pretty-faced wives of wealthy husbands. She has an ancient mysteriousness about her: a medieval, middle-class look with red hair and freckles, but with a modern edge. Her hips are perfect, curvy and tight, with no extra fat whatsoever. Every time I see her wearing blue jeans, my cock just about breaks out of my pants. She is always wearing the sexiest clothes. The last time I went to teach her, she was wearing tight, white yoga pants that showed every curve of her hips, buttocks, and calves; not to mention the cute way her hips tilt backwards, causing her pussy to be tilted slightly away from the front of her body. It's so damn erotic. My balls are regularly ready to explode by the time I get home, where I can't help but lay on my back and masturbate while fantasizing about her body until I cum, releasing my intense load all over my chest and hand. I usually have to jerk off twice in a row because my balls still feel so full after I cum the first time. This doesn't happen when I think of other women, though. It only happens when I think of her or her daughter. Her daughter is just as delicious, if not more. Patricia is nineteen: she's legal. She started taking guitar lessons about a year ago but hired me just three months ago. She said her former teacher was a female and that she was looking for a good male teacher that wouldn't be too soft on her. She said that she wanted someone to be harder on her, which is something I have every intention of being: hard on her and hard in her. Her breasts are unbelievable. She likes to wear tight-fitting tops, sometimes bodysuits, that complement every shapely curve of her large, round yet perky, teenage tits. I have to be careful not to stare at her chest when talking to her. I am starting to think she wears them on purpose: to watch me squirm in my chair, uncomfortably. I think she gets a kick out of being a cock tease. She also likes to wear yoga pants, like her mother. I am fairly sure that they do yoga together in the mornings but I have never bothered to ask. Her feet are immaculate. They look like the feet of an Egyptian goddess. Her hands are no different. They're soft and elegant, very ladylike. I like to imagine that she is jerking me off with those ladylike fingers, and that I'm cumming all over her hand, which she licks up afterward. It's just a fantasy, of course. I'm ten years older than her and ten years younger than her mother. I always stay decent when I come over. I don't say any weird jokes or offer any sexual comments. I dare not ever give even the slightest sexual innuendo or Freudian slip, lest she fire me or worse yet, tell her mother. I can't risk wrecking my chances with her mother. If there's anyone in this world I want to have sex with, it's her. I understand how slim my chances are but there's always a little sparkle in her eye, both of their eyes, when I leave, so I can't say my chances are zero. If I had to guess, I'd guess they were actually pretty good. It's Saturday but I get a phone call from Patricia, asking if I could make up for a missed lesson. I have nothing planned, I so agree. When I arrive at the house, both Shar and Patricia are finishing up their yoga exercises. I stand in the doorway, mouth open, drooling at their female perfection. I almost cum in my pants as I see them, butts raised and heads down, in he Downward-Facing-Dog position. Their yoga pants are so tight that the outline of the shape of their pussies can be seen through their pants. Their large, shapely breasts are dangling from their fit chests, held in only by a thin layer of stretchy fabric. I revel in the sight of it, imaging that I am behind Shar, pants down at my ankles, cock fully erect, inserting my fat cock head into her sopping wet cunt, Patricia watching me fuck her mother, balls swollen, until I at last shoot every drop of my thick load into her, watching as my semen drips out of her well fucked cunt. Then I switch, inserting my cum- and cunt-soaked dick into Patricia's eager cunt. I am snapped out of my revelry when Shar stands and begins talking to me. "Bryan," begins Shar, "Do you also play Flamenco?" "Yes," I reply. "I have a nylon string Flamenco guitar at home." "Would you bring it over sometime? I adore Flamenco music. It's so romantic. Josh and I heard a man playing Flamenco guitar in Mexico when we were on vacation. We made love on the beach to it, actually. Oh gosh, I shouldn't be telling you this. He left you know. I think I told you that once. He left me for another woman. It's been quite a few years now." "I'm sorry to hear that, Shar," I respond. "I can't imagine anyone ever leaving you. You're beautiful. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Honestly, you and Patricia both. You're both very beautiful ladies." "Well, you're not so bad yourself, Bryan, with your rocker-hair down to your shoulders. Chicks dig long hair, you know, especially if it looks good, like yours. It's so hot! And your build is very nice. Do you work out?" "I do," I joke, trying to sound macho. "I work out at home a couple of time per week, nothing too fancy." "We love working out, don't we, Patricia?" says Shar as she squeezes her daughters shoulders. "Patricia doesn't like getting up early. She says her boyfriend keeps her up at night." Shar is poking Patricia in the shoulder repeatedly, teasing her about her boyfriend. She is getting a kick out of embarrassing her in front of me. "It's not like that, mom," blurts Patricia. "It's not like we're staying up late having sex or anything. He's too damn moral for that. He says he wants to wait for marriage." "Aw, that's too bad," teases Shar, "If I was a young man, I'd be trying to get as much of your teen body as I could get my hands on." "What are talking about mom?" asks Patricia, mouth open in shock. "Your body is every bit as tempting as mine!" I am enjoying the conversation immensely. It's the best mother-daughter talk I've ever heard. They both have hot bodies and they're both telling each other that they have hot bodies. I'm going to have the best jerk off session ever when I get home! I think to myself. "I'll bet Bryan here wouldn't hold out on you, Patricia, that is, if he was your boyfriend. Look! He's got a hard-on for you already and he's just your guitar teacher." I look down and notice that my revelry and daydreaming has caused a fairly large bulge in my blue jeans. It's not a full hard-on or even a semi-hard on, just a bulge. I don't know what to say, so I stay quiet. "I don't think his bulge is for me, mom. I think it's for you," says Patricia, teasing her mom back. "Sorry Bryan. We're just teasing you. For all we know that bulge in your pants is probably always there, right? Maybe you're just...well hung, or something." Shar begins to blush as she realizes that she and Patricia have pushed the boundaries of social etiquette. "Actually, Shar, I'm about seven and a half inches, so I'm a little bigger than average but to tell the truth, I did get more than a little turned on watching you both perform your yoga exercises," I confess. "I am sorry." "Oh. Don't be sorry, honey. We take it as a complement, don't we Patricia?" "Absolutely!" says Patricia, excited, "from a hot guy like you, it's definitely a complement." "Perhaps, we can relieve your discomfort," says Shar seductively. Shar walks over to me and rakes her hands gently down my chest and stops at my belt. She undoes my belt quickly and continues to unbutton my button-fly jeans, all the way down. She drops my pants to the floor and stares at the growing bulge in my boxer shorts. "Mom!" yells Patricia. "What the fuck are you doing? You can't be doing this." "Oh, come on, sweetie," says Shar, "It's not like anyone can see us...the blinds are closed." Shar grips my boxer shorts with both hands and pulls them speedily to the ground. My cock is hanging free in front of her face, growing steadily. Shar grips my growing cock with her right hand and places the first inch or two into her warm mouth. I grab the back of her head in pleasure and hold her head gently with both hands. Patricia comes over and kneels down to the right of her kneeling mother. She cups my balls in her hands and begins playing with them, swirling them around in circles, before sucking one up into her mouth. The view is incredible. The two hottest ladies I've ever known sucking on my cock: one has my dick in her mouth and the other is sucking my balls. I'm in Heaven, sweet blow job Heaven, until there's a knock at the back door. "Oh shit!" exclaims Patricia, after letting my ball drop down, "I forgot that Curtis and Marla are coming over! I forgot to tell them I had a guitar lesson." We can all hear the sound of footsteps as they approach the living room. "Hello? Patricia? What the fu..." Curtis and Marla enter the room, a stunning, well-dressed couple, and see Shar kneeling down in front of me, cock in her hand. Patricia is also kneeling down beside her mother, doing nothing, but still kneeling down. "Oh my fucking god!" screams Marla. "What the fuck is going on here?" "Holy shit, Marla!" yells Curtis. "Shar is sucking some dudes cock! And Patricia is kneeling down beside her! What the hell is going on here?" "We got horny, my mom and I. Oh my God, this is so embarrassing." Marla crosses her arms, offended. "OK, so...should we go or do you want to keep sucking this dude's cock?" Marla and Curtis laugh. "If you really want to know, we want to keep sucking his cock," says Shar, before Patricia can get a word in. "Now join us or get the fuck out!" "I'm not going anywhere!" says Curtis, mouth open. "Yeah, we're not going anywhere! Don't let us interrupt. Keep going about your business," says Marla, as turned on as her voice can possibly get. "Good," says Shar, before inserting my cock right back into her mouth. Patricia realizes that her mother is OK with the audience and returns to sucking my balls. I can see Curtis and Marla in plain view as Shar and Patricia are kneeling down. Marla licks her lips and walks over toward the scene. She removes her hooded sweater, revealing her impressive rack of tits beneath a tight T-shirt. She also knees down, to the left of Shar and begins helping Patricia suck my balls. Curtis is annoyed at the fact that he is not getting any action and I assume more annoyed that, Marla, his apparent girlfriend, is sucking on my balls. Curtis lies down on one of the couches, unzips his pants, and pulls his cock out of his jeans. It appears as though he wants to masturbate while watching us. The trio continues their erotic assault on my hard cock and swollen balls before I groan, "I'm going to cum soon, ladies. Do you want me to or should I hold off?" "Hold off," says Shar in a sexy voice. I don't want to spoil you before the fun begins. Shar pulls her shirt off and begins to undo her bra. As she undoes it, her perfect-10 tits flop down, bouncing slightly side-to-side from the fall, and rest perkily in front of me. The other two follow her example, tops and bras, then bare tits. I stare down with a smile at the sight of the three ladies revealing their beautiful, hard-nippled tits to me, like an offering to a superior god. I reach down and begin to feel Shar's hot tits. I feel the smooth skin, the bumpy nipples, the squishy yet firm bulk and roundness of her breasts. My cock hardens as I do this and she slowly and gently begins to stroke my cock. I move over, Shar still stroking my cock, and do the same to Patricia and Marla. Marla whimpers when I touch her tits. I don't think she has ever had her gorgeous tits touched by a stranger before, or at least not for a long time. Curtis walks over and presents his cock to Marla's mouth. She begins to suck his huge, 9-or-so-inch cock. I can't believe how big he is. He looks like he's going to cum at any moment as the veins start swelling on his big, thick cock. Marla barely sucks his big offering for more than thirty seconds when Curtis unloads ribbon after ribbon of hot cum onto her face and tits. Immediately, Shar and Patricia begin to hungrily lap up his load off of Marla's tits, sucking her nipples into their mouths and squeezing her breasts as they do it. I can feel my own load rising, ready to be released, but I hold back. Shar removes her yoga bottoms, revealing her glistening snatch. She stands and begins rubbing my erect cock between her legs and pussy lips. She bends over and I can see her wet cunt open slightly, begging for my hard, erect cock. I grab her by the hips and insert my throbbing member deep into her pussy from behind, doggy-style. She moans as I push deeper into her. I begin thrusting slowly, entering into my dream-fantasy pussy over and over again. Patricia gets beneath her mother and begins licking my balls as I fuck her mother hard. I am almost sent over the edge but hold off by slowing down. Marla joins her momentarily, her face soaked in cum, before laying on the ground and positioning herself beneath Patricia's wet cunt. She begins to finger Patricia's wet cunt with her fingers while lapping at her juices wildly, moaning with every tongue flick. Patricia is overwhelmed by the events and begins to shudder. Her body starts to shake and she releases a female ejaculation, squirting wildly all over the floor and Marla's face. She continues shaking erotically for a while before bracing herself for balance on the floor. I can't bear the sight and begin pumping my load deep into Shar's hot wet cunt. I can feel jetstream after jetstream of hot juicy cum release out of my dick and into her love canal. My cum begins to drip from her cunt and Marla, now free, starts to lap it up. It is such a hot sight, to see Marla's cum-soaked, pussy-soaked, face as she opens her mouth to receive my load from Shar's pussy. Curtis is rock hard again and takes Marla and bends her over as I had done with Shar. He shoves his fat, nine-inch cock deep into her; she orgasms almost immediately. Her orgasms are so erotic and I can feel my cock twitching back to life again as I listen to them. "Give me that big fucking cock, Curtis! Give it to me! Oh, fuck baby. Give it to me!" Curtis pumps her cunt in sync with her horny pleas until he tires. He motions to me to come over and he pulls his rod out of her cunt. Curtis grabs my rod with his right hand and begins steering it into Marla's box. I begin to harden instantly as I can feel her velvety-smooth pussy lips surround my cock. I grab her by the hips with one hand while reaching for her tit with the other. I piston my cock into her repeatedly, throwing her into a flood of orgasms. Her cunt clamps down on my cock and I can feel myself getting harder and nearer to climax. "Give me that fucking cum, boys! I want every last drop of your hot cum. Now boys! Give me your fucking cum!" I begin forcing my cock into her hole, faster and faster. I feel the build-up and then release my second load, deep into Marla's cunt. I cum longer than I've ever cum before, leaving my cock in her until every last drop has poured out into her sopping mound of just-fucked cunt. I pull out and my semen drips onto the floor beneath her. Curtis takes position, his raging, massive, male cock poised to enter. He teases her with the tip of his cock before she can't take any more. "More! More! I need more cum! Give me your cum!" Curtis begins fucking her rapidly, putting as much of his monster cock into her cunt as he possible can, although it only goes in about seven, at times eight, inches. Curtis reaches around and grabs both of Marla's swimsuit model tits and starts fucking his cum inside of her. She screams, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck yes!" as he unloads every bit of male essence he can into her puffy little pussy. I am still hard. My hard on never went flaccid after cumming in Marla. She is so hot. I can see why Curtis dumped his load on her face at the start. She is so hot already but almost unbearably hot with cum on her face. Shar motions for me to lay down on the floor on my back. I lay down and she calls Patricia over. Patricia mounts my cock and it begins sliding effortlessly into her cunt. She is still soaked from her female-ejaculation. I almost slip out many times but it gets better as her cunt begins to tighten around my dick. Her eyes close in pleasure as she continues to ride me, up and down my long shaft. Curtis lays on top of Shar and begins thrusting hard into her cum-soaked pussy. Marla sits on Shar's face, letting her lap at her cum filled cunt. Shar is moaning over and over again as Curtis gives her his raging monster cock. I can feel Patricia shudder again and she orgasms on my cock, letting her juices flown down over it. Curtis begins kissing Shar's tits and she bucks with her hips to accept more of his nine-inch cock. "I want your cum! Both of you!" screams Shar in total lust. I feel like bursting again. Patricia must sense this and rises off my cock. I walk over to Shar and kneel down, positioning my hard cock by her cheek and open mouth. I look over at Curtis, who is sweating heavily, and he nods. I begin jerking my cock to the sight of Shar taking Curtis' hot monster cock. Curtis begins to buck hard into her and I can tell he is unloading his cum in her. I feel my dick harden and I begin to splash my cum onto Shar's beautiful face. She lifts her head slightly off of the floor in orgasm but is conscious enough to catch my load in her eager mouth. Curtis and I both lavish our cum on her, his inside of her wet pussy, mine, inside of her wet mouth. Marla walks over to me and begins stroking my cock. I feel as though I can't go on: I've already broken my consecutive cum record, but her delicate ladylike hands bring my shaft to semi-hard. Marla motions for Curtis to join us. He comes over and she begins stroking his cock with her other hand. Curtis also reaches semi-hard. Shar and Patricia come over, still very satisfied, and begin rubbing Marla's pussy as she plays with our cocks. Marla says, "I'm in need of some more cum boys." We eventually reach fully erect and Curtis walks around to the side. She begins sucking him off aggressively as I lay down. She straddles me and inserts my cock into her cunt. It feels even better this time as her cunt is full of our cum and I can feel its erotic and gooey slipperiness, dripping down my cock. She rides my cock for a while, then says, "Let's switch." Curtis and I switch places. He is now laying down, his nine-inch cock buried in her snatch while her tits bounce up and down in front of me, my cock in her mouth. Curtis moans and we can all tell by his moan that he's had enough. He squeezes her hips hard and drives his cock up into her, flooding her cunt with whatever cum he has left inside of him. I let her suck me a little longer before groaning loudly. She deep throats my cock and I begin to spurt my last drops of cum into her, down her throat. My cock is so far down her throat she has no choice but to swallow. Marla slides her mouth carefully back up my throbbing shaft and stares at me affectionately while licking my cum off of her lips in a circular motion. She grins in appreciation. "I love cum," she says. "It's my favorite." We all stand and straighten ourselves. "Well. I'm glad you both came over," says Patricia. "Not that guitar is boring or anything," she adds, looking first at Curtis and Marla, then at me with a devilish grin that I can only interpret as 'I'm going to fuck you every guitar lesson now'. The Five Note Chord Shar smiles at me. I review the scene: Marla has cum and pussy juice all over her body. Patricia has cum on her chin and pussy juice all over her legs, cunt, and pubic hair. Shar has cum on her face and tits, and leaking from her cunt. Curtis and I have cum-soaked and pussy-soaked cocks but common to all of us is an ear-to-ear smile. Everybody's satisfied; that is, everyone except Patricia. "Hey! I never got cum in my pussy," says a disappointed Patricia. "Well. There's always next week," laughs Shar. "And you two better not come late, next time," says Shar to Curtis and Marla. "Oh. We won't. We promise," says Curtis enthusiastically. "We're definitely coming back next week," says Marla. After Curtis and Marla leave, Shar fetches me a glass of water. "Well. Mr. Guitar Teacher, you sure do give a good lesson," says Shar. "But please make sure my daughter is satisfied with the lesson, next time." "Oh. I will. I will," I laugh. "I will."