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𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲 ♡ 𝐒𝐨𝐚𝐩 ₊⊹

CRY BABY .♡⊹ (( bang chan )) mdni part one part two

Chapters:

5: alphabet boy ((word count: 5.1k))

6: soap ((word count: 4.9k))

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—warnings / content: smut, soft voyeurism, masturbation, fingering, oral sex, daddy kink, inexperienced fem character x bang chan

FIVE: alphabet boy

but you're not my daddy and i’m not your dolly, and your dictionary's destroyed ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

After the maze of emotions that Celeste felt and tried to ignore, she was able to control herself a little and managed to get into Hyunjin's car on her way home, on a successful night, after her first date in general. Along the way she analyzed Hyunjin and tried to convince herself that… somehow and another, he had to go and developing feelings for him would be in vain, she would end up missing him hopelessly… plus she wasn't one hundred percent sure if Hyunjin saw her that way; but on the other hand there was Chris…. Chris would be there, looking so good and being her teacher for long months of torture, since she promised herself to establish distance, besides living next door to her was agony. She couldn't stop thinking about him, his handsome silhouette even just waiting for a cotton candy. And the coincidences of things, why did she have to see him everywhere? Celeste thought maybe there was a reason.

She thought about him, the agility of his hands, his long fingers, and his concentrated image, she felt a little bad, but it was time for her to admit that she was completely attracted to her professor and mature neighbor. How could she not like him? Plus they could carry on a conversation without any trouble at all. He was interested in the same things, and he was so kind and friendly showing interest in every single thing Celeste had to say, suddenly Celeste's lack of affection was triggered like crazy as she found someone with the initiative to want to get to know her and, for the first time in twenty years she felt the immense need for attention, but not from just anyone, just specifically Chris's attention.

Celeste looked at Hyunjin for a few seconds, quickly marking the differences between him and Chris driving, but without a doubt, they had something in common she thought, they both looked so handsome doing the slightest thing. Then suddenly, like a hormonal beginner, she blushed and began to feel strangely hot and, horny.

Dirty thoughts invaded Celeste's mind, she wondered if she should try to make it all like a movie, where the girl invites the guy to spend the night after a date in anticipation of a sexual encounter but… she had never gone that far, she was afraid of ruining it since she was a total inexperienced and incompetent to sex, or at least to its practice; she was already an adult of course she knew what it was about and the infinity of subjects it covers but, her slight perfectionism distressed her knowing she couldn't be good. The sensation was also new to her, it had been years since she had felt a sexual desire and suddenly, a release of built up tension in her body at such an inopportune time as she was simply sitting next to her classmate. What bothered her most about the feeling of being aroused, was that she couldn't control who she was aroused by, she thought all the time about Chris.

Hyunjin tried to strike up a conversation with her, he was so curious about the famous star pianist; it was the reason why he talked to her in the first place and, because there was something about her that caught his attention right away, that she was a shy artist with a sweet but sad look. Hyunjin knew that once the semester was over he would have to go back to Seoul, that he should be a crazy college student living his best life far away from his country… but no, he was not like that, so he saw himself reflected in the peaceful Celeste. Since he met her, he kept a distance, not wanting to relate too much with Celeste, because he knew how emotional he could be… and once the affair was over and he had to leave, it would hurt too much not to see Celeste; but still there he was, taking her on a date, giving his best so she wouldn't like him too much.

After a while, she almost sighed as she saw that they had finally arrived at her house, she tried to calm down, she knew that sudden bursts of excitement were so common in women and she should blame it on the fact that maybe she was ovulating… but she couldn't manage to calm herself down.

“Thank you, it was a lot of fun today.” she smiled at Hyunjin.

“Sure, let's go somewhere else some other time.” he told her, watching his pretty companion get out of the car.

Just at that moment, Chris was also passing by on the street in his car, about to park it in his garage as he had come in from a spontaneous night out with Leah, she had dialed him during the afternoon almost begging him to take her to the carnival in town, Chris couldn't say no, he would never say no to anything his adored and precious Leah could tell him, but he was a little sick of having to return home every time they saw each other, he was looking forward to the weekend, only then could he stay at her apartment, or she can finally sleep in his arms in his new home.

As he drove by he couldn't help but notice the car parked in front of Celeste's home, and her getting out of the car… curiosity tingled Chris… who dropped Celeste off?

Celeste got out of Hyunjin's car and almost ran into her house, she was absolutely alone, her mother was with her older sister, she hadn't seen her father since yesterday and her brother was on a little school trip for academic competition. Celeste was so horny that she thought it was a waste that she could get someone into her room without any trouble, but there was only her.

Once she went upstairs to her room, she felt the slight dampness of her pussy touch her underwear and the garments were beginning to suffocate her, she was so new to this sensation that in an impulsive movement she began to undress quickly, ready to turned off the fire in her with a shower. As she stripped off her clothes, she could notice her reflection in her full-length mirror. She looked at herself for a few moments, naked… thinking about the intimacy of sex, thinking that she should be as she is now when she finally decides to start her sexually active life.

She looked at all the angles of her naked body, not out of vanity, but reflecting that maybe being a virgin in her twenties was not so bad, she was an adult and if she decided to start having sex, it would be the most normal thing, she was not just another young girl, she wanted to convince herself that she was a woman with needs, the need to also be touched by another man, and her mind could only project someone.

And that someone… to her surprise, he was able to enjoy her close-up show.

Chris returned from the carnival and felt dirty as he spent time in the crowd and the slight dirt kicked up by the air, without further ado he headed exhausted to his room, tossing his phone on the bed and ready to grab a couple of products he still had packed as was his skin care, in a suitcase under his window, but there it was again, the bright light from his student's room sneaking through his room, Chris didn't bother to turn on the light switch, he always liked the dark and was very well suited to it. He sighed in frustration, as he concentrated on removing his thick chains and bracelets of his wrists, so he could shower better and, thinking that one of you had to set boundaries right now, no longer leaving the window without the curtain… in disgust, Chris thought it would have to be him, by taking care of Celeste, though Chris wasn't sure what he should be taking her care of… Himself? Besides she had been living there longer and it was him invading her space and routine, maybe having the window unprotected was most normal for her since no one lived next to her for a long time.

Chris was diagonal to his window, ready to grab his stuff and go to the bathroom but, once he looked up, his body took a big impression that it was even hard to move from there, paralyzing himself. Chris wondered: what the fuck was Celeste doing standing in front of her mirror naked?

Chris opened his eyes in shock and swallowed nervously, after seconds he looked down sharply… he was so shocked that he couldn't think of anything else, no matter he closed his eyes tightly and averted his gaze; the image of Celeste bending down while sliding her underwear off, played vividly in his mind.

Helplessness gripped Chris's body, and, misplaced by adrenaline, his heart raced and he clenched his fists tightly… he didn't want to do it, he really wanted to turn away and not see her, or at least Chris was trying to fool himself, and couldn't she see him too, hidden in the dark?

Shaking with excitement, he shook his head slightly and opened his eyes again, watching Celeste analyze her body, he could see the glorious reflection of the front of her body through the mirror, showing a nice view of her breasts and well cared pussy.

Chris was so excited all of a sudden, he bit his lip only thinking about how much he wanted to grab her around the waist roughly and penetrate her hard, giving her a good reason to cry. The only moving muscles in his body was his uncontrolled chest, rising and falling heavily with fury, his throbbing hard cock and his eyes moving exhaustively recording every inch of Celeste. She was looking so exquisite to him, he thought, her round ass I'd do anything to pound it right now, her delicate nipples, shit, she was so hot.

And what turned Chris on the most was Celeste's carefree movements, looking this way and that of every millimeter of her body…. Chris thought she looked so innocent but of there was such a high possibility that her actions were the opposite, undressing and leaving her window wide open, looking for an excuse to provoke him and, if that was the goal, she was doing so fucking well, Chris wanted to corrupt Celeste by misbehaving, going around provoking and heating up her teacher.

Chris wanted to possessed her body right now, he wanted her so badly, but he had more left to do than fantasize and stand still watching.

Celeste was so focused on the strange but pleasurable feeling of her wet folds and pussy every time she moved her legs, she was so exasperated that she only decided to go into her bathroom, she washed her hands and sat on the cold marble of her sink, opening her legs and trying to stimulate herself, only for a few seconds her fingers felt so good the softness inside her, but it was not enough, she sighed in frustration and withdrew her fingers, wishing deep inside her that it was Chris touching her.

And on the other hand, for Chris, only seeing her leave could bring him back to reality, he let out a deep sigh and shook his head softly; he didn't want her to leave, he lowered his gaze to her heavy hard bulge drowned in his pants, licked his lips and exasperated thought that she should be there finishing what she caused, it wasn't fair.

Once she turned around with her back to his window, Chris came to his senses and felt incredibly guilty, giving him little twinges in his chest berating himself Chris, what did you do?

He had been so carried away by desire and pleasure that he didn't think clearly, he wanted to convince himself that the one to blame was Celeste who was strutting her ass like a slut, but he knew he was just as much to blame for watching and worse, fantasizing about her.

Chis groaned as he felt the friction of his pants as he walked and slid his curtain down hard, he was so wrapped up in arousal that he struggled all the way to his bathroom where he slowly removed his pants and let out a sigh again as he felt the fabric of his underwear rub against his cock until he released it, exposing his swollen, sensitive dick, hard as a rock, in need of attention.

It seemed absurd to him that he was so turned on by just seeing her naked… as if he had never seen another woman naked before, he was so hungry for action that he gasped when his hand held his erection, he felt so bad that it was Celeste that was the reason for his arousal, to think of her in every possible position at Chris's mercy.

He finally removed all his clothes and felt the warm water fall on his body, the truth was he wanted an excuse for more noise in the room as he was about to masturbate and, he knew it was impossible for her to hear his panting, it still caused him to panic that he would somehow be discovered, as if masturbating was suddenly a crime… but it was for him, at least thinking of Celeste that way, since he had a girlfriend.

Chris took his cock, closed his eyes in pleasure and began to move his hand up and down its length imagining that it was Celeste, that it was her delicate and skillful piano hands holding his cock, caressing it mercilessly, Chris imagined her wet pussy making noise as he penetrated her with force and her sweet tears sliding down her angelic face as she cried out and begged for more, her lips, oh her lips, he thought, enjoying his manhood as if it were a sweet lollipop. Chris increased the pace of his touches, sliding his hand hard and pulling his erection as he gasped uncontrollably, it felt so good, and he knew it would feel a thousand times better when his fantasy was complete. He forgot the last time he felt masturbation this good, making him climax between whimpers, cumming in his hand and his semen shooting out, mixing with the water of the shower, mindlessly babbling Celeste's name once he felt his load spurt out.

Chris tried to catch his breath as the water trickled down his back. It felt so good but so wrong at the same time. He tried to gaslight himself, arguing that it was as if he had seen something pornographic that caused him sudden arousal, many men in a relationship consumed porn, although Chris was never one of those men, he had no need to watch it since every time he wanted sex or to feel pleased, he expressed it without problem to his girlfriend and, despite their former distance, she was always ready for him, no matter the time difference, agreeing to do facetime sex… but today, today everything was different for Chris, tonight it was just about Celeste.

He tried to calm down and carry on without thinking too much about her, but he couldn't sleep, he was between the dilemma of desire for his student, and what an incredibly bad person he was being to his girlfriend, he didn't deserve her.

For her part, Celeste came out wrapped in her towel and stood static, feeling her blood pressure drop in fright at the sight of her uncovered window, she always forgot that detail, she hated herself for being so clueless, with embarrassment she saw that Chris’s window was covered and prayed that it had been that way for a long time… otherwise he had seen her naked and needy. Celeste walked over and pulled down her blinds in complete sorrow.

Private enough, because… if Chris saw her naked, she wouldn't want him to witness what she was about to do, she didn't want him to think she was sexually depraved. Celeste got ready for bed, made herself comfortable, grabbed her cell phone and headphones as she quickly searched her private browser for adult sites, bored and hopeless. The last time she had watched porn was a year ago when her friend who now resides in Melbourne, told Celeste about her sexual experience with a college boy…. Celeste out of curiosity took it upon herself to investigate as she told herself that's what girls her age should be doing, enjoying their sexuality if they wanted to… but the explicit images had no effect on her.

Who knew that a year later, she would finally feel the need to be touched. What started out exciting her, making her rub her legs together to feel the delicious pressure of her folds, ended up frustrating her, she sighed in annoyance, she didn't want to satisfy herself based on videos on her screen, she wanted to feel it for real, she wanted to be fucked by her handsome older neighbor, and it made her angrier the fact that there was a small chance that it would happen, after all he was a man, by matters of fate, always close to her, having alone encounters… but her chances would plummet if she found out that Chris had a girlfriend.

A couple of videos later, her libido waning a bit and it was all about visual teaching for her, she watched in detail how the sex videos unfolded until she happened to come across a video of a guy whose broad back and worked body and skin exactly Chris's tone, reminded her of him in seconds, god bless the internet, Celeste thought. And his cock was so visually cute, she thought; once again she was annoyed and sexually frustrated.

And between sighs and a wet pussy, she closed her browser tabs and left her cell phone on the furniture next to her bed, trying to sleep. But to her misfortune, when she woke up… her subconscious tricked her so much, Celeste woke up confused and agitated, still not fully conscious but she instantly remembered her first wet dream with Chris.

She wanted to feel joyful, but only felt more miserable fantasizing about him and not being able to have him. The rest of the dream was a blur, she didn't remember the circumstances of why she was with him, but she remembered the encounter so clearly, in the music room at the university, Chris fucking her nonstop, him sitting on chair in front of the piano, ramming her hard while her back was to him, ruining every inch of Celeste's fragile body, the grip on his waist felt so real and his cock inside…. Celeste thought porn ruined her brain. The poor girl went back to taking a shower to clear her head so she wouldn't feel so wet.

Simultaneously, that morning for Chris, he unexpectedly woke up to a big surprise, a morning erection, Chris couldn't believe it, self touching himself to cease it, was not his ideal way to start the day.

[…]

Chris's class was about to begin, he pondered the idea that he was an adult capable of keeping his sanity and not getting carried away by temptations and impulses. He was calm, until he saw Celeste walk through that door wearing a short skirt again; she couldn't help it, she loved simple feminine things and her closet was full of those garments.

Chris examined her, incredulous that she could be capable of making him lose his temper a little…like a hormonal teenager.

He cleared his throat and began his lecture normally, avoiding the naked image of his student sitting up front and forgetting the fact that he masturbated to her image in his head the night before, and increasingly praying internally that he wouldn't get an unexpected erection.

He could see her suddenly, so innocently sitting next to her table partner, but the truth was that she was not the least bit at ease, her fantasies began to surface again, once again making her pussy uncomfortable, she swung her legs around, staring at the desk, thinking of typical student-teacher porn videos. Celeste saw the tightness of his shirt to his arms, his bracelets on his wrists, his long fingers and his incredible handsome bearing. She couldn't sigh, but she was certainly overthinking too much.

“See you guys at rehearsal today” Chris advised once the class concluded.

And he watched her walk away, leaving him a little breathless.

“Let's go eat” suggested Hyunjin to Celeste.

She adored Hyunjin, he was shy, energetic and witty, her cheeks get tired from smiling so much when she was with him, definitely the guy you want to hold your hand and watch some movie with, and not someone to visualize destroying your insides... but with Chris she wanted the whole package, cuddles and splendid sex.

[…]

Hours later, Chris tried to pull himself together as quickly as possible, he was an adult after all, not a horny teenage kid and, just two minutes later than his scheduled class time, he walked through the noisy front door drawing the attention of his students. It was to be their first rehearsal as a group, for him.

Chris was randomly angry, mostly frustrated at not being able to touch Celeste. She noticed, it wasn't the same relaxed expression he had in the morning... he looked tense and despot... somehow she found him attractive but wondered what had him like that.

As if somehow it was possible, Chris's already sharp eyes became darker and sharper, he looked at each of his students, taking a special visual pause at Celeste and continued to say in his detonating tone:

“Okay, I want you to introduce yourselves and tell me what instrument you play.”

The class started and Celeste noticed that in a way he was taking his anger out on her, at first she noticed it normal, telling her to play the piece again and perfect it… but after the fifth time she felt it personal, he even sat next to her insinuating that her technique was not right, Celeste couldn't believe it, she didn't believe how incredibly asshole he was behaving when yesterday he spoke to her so sweetly and told her that he admired her playing. It irritated her so much that he became overbearing, that he scolded her every 5 seconds and wanted to impart his way of teaching as if a know-it-all.

Chris was annoyed, something in him took over his feelings when it came to her, his star student, which Chris only wanted her to be the best and always stand out above everyone else… or at least he thought so. He thinks Celeste is too talented to settle for being part of an orchestra, she was a diamond in the rough that if she put her mind to it she could become a great composer or a recognized soloist. That's why he was putting pressure on her, since apparently Chris realized that she was so good at acting like a slut too, flirting with his other student, Hyunjin, and purposely stripping with her window open to tease him so well, and wearing those mini skirts… If she wanted to be a big girl she had to endure the hard life and behave like one, Chris wanted her to prove to him that she could do it on her own, making it excellent, like a very good girl.

Hyunjin also noticed Chris's strange behavior on all the students, especially on Celeste, he noticed his stern looks at her and the way only with her he bent his body in a certain way… but then it was his turn, Chris was also harsh and critical of the way Hyunjin played the violin.

“Again, Burton.” commanded Chris domineeringly.

Celeste sighed in annoyance, rolling her eyes and started playing again, but within seconds, he interrupted her.

“You want to have a solo?” he said to Celeste.

She frowned, looking up at him, Chris leaned towards her waiting for an answer, Celeste replied in a rude manner emitting a sound, “Mmh?” she replied, to which he quickly looked at her in a threatening manner for her rude reply, which immediately, Celeste stirred from her seat and retracted saying in a softer tone:

“Excuse me?”

“That if you would like to have your solo.”

Celeste nodded, looking at him with her big, sympathetic eyes, driving Chris crazy in seconds.

“Then perfect it.”

He said curtly despite the fact that she touched a soft spot inside him. Finally class ended and practically all the students sighed in relief that they were free of Professor Bang for the rest of the day.

Celeste was annoyed with Chris, she felt humiliated in front of her classmates, so once the bell rang, she quickly stood up from her seat, causing Chis to back away from his approach to her, and walked over to Hyunjin who kept the violin in its case, she wanted to ignore him Chris. Hyunjin smiled warmly at her and leaned close to her ear to whisper:

“Are you okay? Don't you think Mr. Bang was a little hard on you?”

She watched him as he pulled away from her ear, inches from her face, he looked so cute and tender with his concerned and submissive expression, so tender that Celeste wanted to squeeze his cuddly cheeks, she needed attention and warm treatment after being treated badly. Celeste nodded softly with a smile on her face, he returned the gesture, they were so close to each other, their mischievous glances passed from their eyes to each others’s lips.

“You have to do your best at rehearsals since it's only once a week when I see you. See you in your next class.”

The rest of the students gave their teacher lazy looks, one girl or another wondering if he fucked hard and demanded too much in sex as he taught his class. Everyone was moving except Celeste and Hyunjin, locked in their world, Chris noticed it when the boys obstructing their view of her retreated and his blood flowed fast through his veins at seeing her so close to that boy.

“Celeste,” he called her, interrupting her.

She turned to see him, still annoyed, his nostrils flaring as he took in deep breaths.

“Come here.” he ordered her.

She walked slowly towards him and, Chris in a low voice said:

“Make sure you bring me your composition, you can show me at my place later.”

Celeste stared into his eyes, his suspicious, gravelly voice made her pussy react, she couldn't hate him for the world, even after being hard on her… he had her totally captivated. She nodded submissively and snapped back to reality once Chris took a step back.

[…]

The rest of the afternoon Celeste kept thinking about Chris having invited her directly but indirectly to his house… she was so nervous, thinking of the endless possibilities. All the scenarios in her head, yet she wanted to give him her best work. That day Celeste was working playing the piano in a refined little girls's ballet class, she went there only a few days and the owner let her stay late practicing on the piano. So she tried everything, seriously wanting to give her best project to Chris so he would stop nagging that his technique was correct and not hers.

After leaving, she wanted to try to eat, but couldn't from nerves, she went straight home and thought it was the necessary time to go visit him, plus take a slight peek if his car was found. She completely fixed herself, took a shower, fixed her hair, put her make up again and started to make a mess trying to look for her nicest skirt and before leaving, she clearly took the sheets with musica that she considered to be her best work… if it was not so good she could excuse herself playing a little with him by asking him for support in getting better, to teach her, wanting to create tension between them.

Celeste was scared to death, today was the day, she honestly didn't care about anything, she finally liked someone and didn't want to let him go, she would earn it.

She arranged her hair once she crossed the gate to his driveway, she saw every detail of the entrance to his house and… letting out a sigh, she knocked softly on his door, she couldn't help it, she had a big smile on her face, she could already visualize Chris opening the door, what will he be wearing? she thought. Will he wear comfortable clothes once he is home?

However, she was greeted to someone she wasn't expecting at all, Celeste's smile faded and her little excitement and hopes died there, around 8 o'clock at night.

“Can I help you with something?” spoke the girl who greeted Celeste.

It was Leah who, to Chris's surprise as well, suddenly appeared at his house. Leah examined the girl, puzzled as to what a pretty, dressed up girl was doing knocking on her boyfriend's door at night.

Celeste blinked suddenly in disbelief.

“Oh, it's nothing just…I'm here to drop something off to…”

Celeste shifted the folder nervously in her hands.

“Celeste.” appeared Chris meters away, behind his girlfriend.

There he was, indeed wearing more comfortable clothes once he's home. He looked so cute that Celeste's heart broke again; it was obvious that the girl was his girlfriend, she could tell by the possessive look she was giving Chris. She had to step back off, she wasn't going to be one of those girls.

Celeste smiled at him and Leah looked at both of them wrong, feeling left out between the strange appearance of a girl she didn't know, and the slightly excited tone of her boyfriend calling her name. She didn't want an explanation, she needed one.

Chris approached them both and Celeste without thinking held out the folder, which he took with a smile.

“Thanks, I'll look it over.”

The poor girl didn't want to stand there for another second watching the happy couple, so she was quick to say:

“Thanks, I have to go.”

Chris gave her a simple nod of his head and Celeste turned, walking quickly home repeating fuck, fuck, fuck, over and over again.

Leah closed the door and looked at Chris waiting for an answer, now.

“Celeste?” she said in an annoyed tone.

“She's my student, she came to deliver some sheet music I asked for.” said Chris downplaying it and walking away from Leah.

“Why did you ask a student to come all the way to your house for a little extra credit?” she spoke irritated following her boyfriend.

“Don't be silly, she lives next door.”

“That doesn't make it any better.”

Chris smiled at how adorable Leah looked jealous, to which he walked over to her, squeezed her forearms and gave her a tender kiss on the forehead. In a way Chris did feel guilty, he masturbated thinking and fantasizing about another woman and the uncontrollable feelings betrayed him, impulsively inviting her home, he didn't know what he was thinking. He believed that only this time Leah had every right to be upset.

Actually in a way he was grateful for Leah's sudden visit; he had no idea what he would do alone with Celeste in the dining room of his home with absolutely no one around.

Celeste arrived home sad, almost in tears, she had wasted a nice outfit and lost her chances of being with Chris.

SIX: soap

i said too much, it overflowed, why do I always spill? ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

Chris followed his rule and didn't want to spy on Celeste for a second, his curtain remained there.

After Celeste handed him her work, he couldn't wait and once Leah left, he sat down at the piano at home and started playing the beautiful melody, satisfied, he smiled, he knew Celeste wouldn't disappoint him, he was already looking forward to talk to her about the topic in practice.

On Thursday, Chris had to cover a class since he wasn't supposed to be at the university until his daily practice with Celeste, but he still took care of the matter quickly.

Celeste was sad that on Thursdays there was no class with Bang, yet she was glad at the same time that she could rest from their embarrassing encounter yesterday, all dolled up and made up for nothing. But to discover that she had a pretty girlfriend.

It was lunch time, so he decided that he would go visit Leah, he wanted to grab lunch at his girlfriend's favorite place, it was her day off work and, he could not stand to be locked in the same radar as Celeste for a second, he did not want to eat alone in his office or in the teacher's room, much less go back home where he would instantly remember that pale pink room that was the owner of his deepest fantasies. So he drove to his girlfriend's building, who wasn't answering his messages and Chris figured it was because on her days off she usually wakes up late.

Chris greeted the doorman, whose man recognized him and let him in with no problem, Chris had the key to Leah's apartment that she herself had given him for any kind of occasion, if she didn't answer, he would enter without any problem.

He knocked on Leah's door, she, who thought it was the delivery guy and found it strange that the lobby staff didn't let her know that the guy was already on his way, still, she opened the door in seconds finding a smiling Chris.

"Channie" she sighed in surprise.

"Hi, love" Chris fleetingly kissed Leah. "You're awake."

Leah turned pale and stood stiffly in the doorway expressing intense fear. Chris didn't notice and walked into the apartment, Leah reacted quickly.

"Hi. What are you doing here?" she replied nervously.

Chris turned to see her, this time concerned about her expression.

"Let's go eat at your favorite coffee shop since I have a few hours before I go back to college... are you okay?" leaned Chris a little towards her, who was avoiding eye contact with him and wearing a sexy loose silk nightgown to sleep.

"I'm feeling a little sick... can we go another day?"

Chris was instantly disturb and took his girlfriend's trembling hands, thankful that he was there if she was feeling ill. He lifted her chin and forced her to look him in the eye, Chris saw for the first time an unfamiliar look in her, one of genuine fear and terror; suddenly amidst the silence, the sound of the shower turning on was present. Chris was so puzzled, between the strange look on his girlfriend's face and that sound, incredulously, he said:

"Were you about to take a bath?" he turned away from Leah for a few seconds, he sensed something incredibly wrong.

And there it was his worst nightmare. As he took a few inevitable steps that Leah couldn't stop it, on the floor beside the couch, men's clothes lay, tie and white button-down shirt and, on the couch, a black briefcase.

Chris swallowed and his jaw instantly tensed, his vision blurred, almost wanting to lose his balance as his heart began to pound, at the same time as he felt his chest tear in two for the first time. He didn't want to believe it, it was impossible that this was what he thought it was. He turned quickly to look at Leah in denial, waiting for her to say something nonsensical and that it wasn't what he believed. But the signs were so clear: Leah's thick tears streaming down her face, another man's personal items strewn about and the sound of scolding.... Chris thought the son of a bitch was just standing there like it was nothing, taking a shower in the place where he made love to Leah before.

"No... please don't, Leah, no you.. please don't" Chris almost whined, denying that the love of his life had been unfaithful to him.

She couldn't speak, she had been speechless, she didn't have something to say to him, she couldn't apologize for something so terrible.

Chris waited a second clinging to a drop of hope that all this was just a horrible nightmare and that he could wake up soon, that she would tell him it was a misunderstanding, that she would never betray him like that, but her silence gave it all away. It was a horrible physical pain, as if he had exercised non-stop and was out of breath, heartbroken he tried to walk to the door to leave. Leah gently took him by the arm and whispered, "Chris." He quickly disengaged from her lazy touch and said now full of rage and without even turning to look at her, "Fuck you."

And he walked out of the building still in a state of shock, heartless, thinking that this was the end of three years of his life dedicated to someone, losing them in an instant. Chris got into his car and emotions took the strongest of him, crying, crying for the woman he knew as well as he knew himself, for whom he kissed under the moon grateful to find someone like her, who knew his fears and his most insignificant details as silly as knowing his favorite discontinued childhood snack.

What will I do now? he asked himself. He felt empty, weak and listless. Chris silenced his phone in case she suddenly insisted, he didn't want to see her even as a joke, not even because if it was the end of the world he would never run into her again; so he drove aimlessly, to what the remains of his heart took him to the beach. People taking their morning walks, walking their pets, taking advantage of the great clouds that the Sydney sky offered on a day like that. And, although they both loved the beach, the place never made him feel homesick.

[…]

Chris tried to calm down and, among the darkness, there was a light, his light had a name and she was sitting waiting for him, her posture straight, moving her feet waiting for him to arrive. Once he saw her, he smiled, for the first time in hours. Celeste turned in his direction once she felt his presence enter, she was so sad that she no longer had a motivation, like trying to flirt with her teacher.

Chris sat down next to her, immediately feeling her like a warm embrace just by having her close.

Celeste looked at him closely, waiting for him to say something, but he just stared at her.

“Did you like... the composition?” she asked uncomfortably having him close, speaking to him more formally.

“I think it’s great.” he whispered without clearing his gaze from her lips.

Celeste was going crazy... she knew that was flirting in a way, she didn't want to get involved in that way, she had to cut his game no matter how much she liked him.

“You won't change your mind next week and tell me to perfect it in front of the whole class?” she mentioned, lowering her gaze to the piano keyboard, if bearing to be so close to his face.

Chris examined everything about her... Thinking it was no longer a sin to desire her. He wanted to taste every part of her, from her incredible artistic talent, to her most intimate place.

He let out a chuckle, they were going to review their composition today but, Chris thought better of it and took advantage of that.

“I think we can still work on it a bit” he told her softly and leaned over pretending he was going to look for the copy in his briefcase, until he sat up and with a grimace of displeasure said, “But I forgot it at home, why don't we try something else today and if you can come to my house to see your composition that would be fine with me.”

It was a damn lie, Celeste's composition was in his bag, but the combination of her and him alone in his house was something he desperately longed for to happen. Chris wondered if she wanted to kiss him as much as he wanted to do it to her. But he could tell, her odd behavior, her pleading eyes, she just needed a push, a cue and Chris was about to give it all to her, he needed her so badly.

Celeste didn't know what to say, she hated being so submissive when it came to him... but with her heart racing she thought it wasn't a crime to be near him, she wouldn't try anything, she swore, she just wanted the closeness of the man she secretly liked.

She nodded.

The rest of the practice Chris tried to build tension and succeeded with flying colors, Celeste's amused and nervous reaction was... something that made him sigh.

Throughout their time together Celeste also noticed his slightly red eyes and his thick nose due to his nasal breathing being a little clogged, she thought if... it could be that Chris was crying.

“Do you want to go to my place now… I mean, also you place, since you next door” Chris said a little nervous and with a more relaxed tone, just as if they were friends.

They just finished their session and Chris was more than needy for her, to finally know him, he was so ready just with a simple yes of her.

Celeste looked at him, so gorgeous with his dark hair and strong manly appearance, she wanted him that it hurt her, she thought all the morning about his girlfriend, about how good he’d treat her, how she can get him everyday whenever she wants, she never felt so envious before.

“I have to work” she simply said, cutting off all her fantasies.

“Do you need a ride?”

She saw him again, almost biting her lip not knowing what he was playing, but it made her horny.

[…]

Chris shouldn't be nervous and excited, he should be sad crying because his ex-girlfriend cheated on him; but he couldn't, his depression lasted between 10 a.m and 1 p.m. when he finally saw Celeste... because when he saw her, there was no such negative feeling in him. He was as excited as when two people meet on their long awaited date, Chris could finally freely admit that he was crazy about every part of her, there was something about her that made him feel different, he wanted to take care of her, kiss her slowly, fulfill his every fantasy with her... it was something indescribable, it would just make her feel so good.

Celeste hesitated to do the same ritual of getting all dolled up to see Chris, but she couldn't help it, she wanted to look pretty for him; she wanted his eyes glued on her. She was so envious of his girlfriend. She would give anything to be her for just one day.

With bated breath and his heart pounding, once again, Celeste knocked on Chris’s door, Chris himself opened it.

He looked so good, wearing all black, now in more casual clothes, highlighting the slight pallor of his skin.

They smiled at each other and he let her pass. She couldn't process how happy she was to see the inside of his house and breathing in Chris’s scent ten times more intensified, it drove her crazy.

Celeste took off her shoes in the doorway and intensely followed Chris, leading her into the kitchen.

“Do you want something to drink?” he said to her.

She was so nervous she couldn't take anything, so she just shook her head.

“Oh, no thanks, maybe just water.”

She saw how attractive he looked, taking two glass tumblers and pouring water in both of them, honestly Chris was thirsty, he examined Celeste, who was wearing another of her short skirts and that was when he thought only her wet pussy rubbed on his face could take the dryness out of his mouth. He moved dangerously close to her and handed her glass of water, she noticed how ridiculously small the glass looked in his long fingers. She took it, brushing his hand and smiled at him.

“The piano is over there.” he commented to her.

Chris had no idea how to seduce her, thinking that maybe smart girls like her might turn him down, but he was going to do his best to taste his sweet student, to taste Celeste's lips.

She was amazed once they walked into the room, looking at the beautiful, well-kept instrument. Celeste always wanted one at home.

They both sat in the chair, bumping their bodies, Celeste didn't know whether to feel hot from the incredible tension, or sad that she knew she wouldn't do anything.

Chris pulled his body closer together and whispered to her,

“How do you play it?”

Her music notes were in front of her, so she began to play them without thinking. She ended up satisfied with a smile, however that melody had been a rough draft that she never wanted to show. Only if Chris asked for it, she would do it.

She turned to see him to wait for his feedback, but their faces were so close, Chris observed every faction of her and Celeste did the same with him, his lips looked so good; she felt bad that there was a great tension, she wanted to be that close to him forever... until Chris couldn't take it anymore, and impulsively, did what he wanted to do from the beginning, he gently took his student's chin, and kissed her slowly, savoring every detail of her mouth.

Celeste was surprised, but let herself go, closing her eyes and feeling the fine touch of his lips, finally, it felt so good she could explode.

Chris kissed her boldly but gentle, taking his time, making the sound of their collapsing lips more pronounced. Chris could hear Celeste's difficulty breathing as she was so aroused and it turned him on irrevocably.

He held her tight around the waist and carried her a little so that she sat on his lap.

Celeste was living her dream, she couldn't stop, she couldn't think of anything else but Chris, Chris, finally granting her fantasies.

Chris was hard just thinking of the endless things he wanted to do with her, but... right now, he wanted her to cum for him just from his kisses if possible.

He decided to start slow, he didn't want to scare her and act desperate, he would treat her so well on their first encounter that he would leave her begging for more.

He started by inserting his tongue, making the act dirtier, as he had gently between kisses, he couldn't help it, finally his Celeste, his good girl, just for him.

Chris circled her waist with his left hand while with his right one, he caressed her thighs, unsure if he should touch her pussy on their first encounter. Celeste lost her sanity completely, she was wet, she felt Chris's erection, she couldn't think clearly what the next move was but it still felt good.

He trailed his kisses down her neck, smelling the sweet scent of his new lover; he knew he had to do it slow but Chris was dying to take her and make her scream for him. Still he didn't give in to his impulses. He wanted to take care of his greatest treasure.

Celeste moaned at the touch of his lips brushing her skin, it felt so good until she remembered the main reason she was going to refrain from Chris.

“You have a girlfriend.” she said in horror.

Chris smiled sideways, the timing was perfect, he was single, just ready to taste Celeste.

“I don't have one, princess” he whispered to her excitedly.

She couldn't decide to believe him or not, as he kissed her again, she noticed Chris hesitating on her thigh, whether to slip his hand under her skirt, to which she gently guided Chris's large hand to her center. He smiled happy that she had helped him make his decision and without a second thought, he parted her legs and ran his fingers through her sensitive folds. Celeste moaned; Chris held her tight and had his face pressed against hers on her right side, Celeste feeling his warm breath.

Chris gasped as he felt her wet cunt, the one and only he had dreamed of so much, her entrance was so ready and dilated and her clit was begging for attention. Chris rubbed her clit, causing Celeste's trembling body to react with spasms of pleasure, finally, she was going to be serviced by the one she desired the most.

Chris watched her every reaction with pride, her pretty face trying to hide pleasure as he caressed and played mercilessly with her pussy, her, so lubricated that Chris felt great to slide his fingers inside her labia, Chris's cock burning and aching locked in his underwear not resisting anymore, he wanted her soft pussy drowned in his cock, but he had to control himself, he had to go slow… Chris watched her, thinking how angelic she looked completely surrendered to his caresses, so, lust got the best of him and made him whisper in Celeste's ear in a husky voice one of his dirty fantasies:

“Call me daddy when we're alone like this, you and me princess, while daddy touches you and makes you feel good.”

Celeste bit her lip, she didn't think she could get any hotter, Chris's gasps were enough, but the way he wanted to make a simple term so dirty made her pussy throb more.

“Daddy” she almost whimpered.

Chris smiled proudly and inserted two fingers into her lubricated orifice, not neglecting her sensitive spot, massaging it. He went deep into her, making her release a soft scream.

“You like that, sweetie, huh?” he murmured in desire “You like how daddy fucks you with his fingers?”

Celeste nodded without thinking clearly as she saw Chris's marked arm fixed on her pussy, she was panting harder and harder, the pressure of Chris's cock against her ass and his quick movements with his hand were going to make her explode, she had never felt an orgasm so anxiety built up with her body, but Chris's nimble movements in her cunt made her feel so close. He noticed it immediately, the slight collapse of her body, trembling, she was about to cum.

“Cum for me, princess” Chris gasped making his onslaught rougher.

Until Celeste's poor body couldn't take it, she gasped loudly, whimpering she closed her eyes, throwing back her head and let out all her tension, squirting her teacher's fingers.

Chris smiled broadly panting softly watching the pretty girl on his lap catch her breath; he pulled his fingers from inside her, soaked in her liquid, Chris directed his fingers to Celeste's mouth caressing her lips, she watched him confused and opened her mouth unsure.

“Taste how sweet you are. Lick them.”

She saw his hand and then stared into his eyes as she sucked her fingers hard, Chris licked his lips watching with satisfaction the scene of her lips licking his digits dirtily swelled his cock more, he wanted her mouth on his hard member now.

Chris kissed her again once he removed his hand from her mouth, almost begging her to get on her knees.

“Make me feel good, princess, get on your knees.” sighed a needy Chris.

She sketched a smile and followed his directions, she knew what was coming, she had seen it before but had never experienced it, she was so excited, like she was about to unwrap a gift she had waited so long for, consumed with curiosity as to what might be inside.

Chris helped her pull down his sport shorts and she sighed at the sight of the large bulge in his underwear, Celeste gasped again and was wet in seconds, he watched the whole scene from above, her frail hands gripping the edge of his boxer brief elastic, pulling down to release his hard cock. Chris groaned at the friction and the sudden rush of air and his erection shot out, rising as if it had a life of its own.

Celeste's eyes sparkled and she opened her mouth slightly in amazement as she reflexively began to drool, she thought it was huge, it was swollen, veiny and had a nice pink undertone, her favorite color, she held it painstakingly, thinking it would hurt too much when he finally fucked her; she ran his precum over his stiff dick, Chris smiled arrogantly at her innocent reaction and her two hands wrapped around his cock; she felt its texture for the first time so excited to taste it and she did, opening her mouth wide to fit it, she licked its length, feeling each of its bulging veins, tried her best to let his penis fuck her mouth.

Chris threw his head back, enjoying his pumping sex being serviced and lubricated, finally his neighbor's sweet lips eating his hard cock as she moaned softly in choked gasps “mmhh” enjoying every inch of her well endowed professor, combined with the shocking sound of her glorious movements on squirting his cock, of her lips colliding with his skin; Celeste was so ecstatic that her drenched pussy cried out to be touched again.

He held her gently by her hair, watching her head bob up and down eating his dick, Chris couldn't take it anymore, he was in paradise, it felt so good, he wanted to move his hips to fuck her pretty mouth hard until he felt her throat and make her gag hard, but he decided to let her take control this time, taking him to the extreme. The soft inside of her cheeks felt so good as she stroked his cock, and she wasn't even taking it all the way in, causing him so much satisfaction thinking it was too big for her, but she would learn to have it all, sooner or later, he thought. She had to learn to be a good girl for her daddy.

“Mmm, just like that baby, you're doing great” Chris whimpered on the verge of his orgasm.

Chris gently pushed her head, he was being so soft with her, but he was dying to ruin her pretty makeup and make her cry. The marked veins on his neck became noticeable, he was going to cum hard, he kept panting, he was getting louder and louder, sometimes he would clamp his teeth together and suck inward making his characteristic sound of pleasure. Celeste's jaw ached, and had liquid dripped from the edges of her mouth; so she withdrew her mouth for a second, making their sticky mixed fluids come out in such a special scene, she saw his most detonating swollen cock if that was even possible, this time more white liquid was coming out of his tip and his dick was a little redder, throbbing a little more, Celeste wanted to rest her mouth so she started to jerk him off hard while kissing his stiff but soft tip making Chris ecstatic, the first drops of his seed started to come out, he was about to cum.

“Put in your mouth, babygirl, let daddy cum in your pretty mouth, please” gasped Chris staring at her.

She happily obeyed, slipping his heavy cock into her cavity, Chris moaned loudly and within seconds all of his discharge fell into her, feeling it shoot out, his glorious warm semen.

Celeste became ecstatic, moving her head back causing some of his semen to drip down her blouse. Her mouth was full, she didn't know what was next…

“Swallow it like a good little girl for me, don't you like it?” said still agitated Chris, stroking her hair as she tried to steady himself.

Celeste swallowed hard, the liquid was so thick she felt it slowly sliding down her throat, she smiled, thought somehow or other she had some of Chris in her, she adored him so much, she loved seeing him so messed up and ruined by her, being pleasured.

Chris saw the noticeable action of her throat, he smiled as he saw her heeding him.

“You're a very good girl” he stroked her hair more. “Come here.”

She stood up as he continued to sit up, Chris bit his lip and glued her body to his, lifting his gaze to see her; he slipped his hands under her skirt again, this time massaging her ass and she moaned, Chris realized that eating his cock had left her aroused again and he wasn't going to leave her like that, she deserved to be rewarded again and again, at least now.

He ignored the fact that she was only wearing her little panties under her skirt, thinking proudly that she did it just for him, but what a fucking slut, he thought.

Chris sat up and kissed her again fiercely, Celeste lifted her face and stood on her tiptoes as she inertia circled his neck, she always wanted to kiss him that way like in the movies. Chris held her with one hand on her lower back and the other crushing her ass.

He pulled away from her and admired her, her eyes slightly watery and her lips swollen; it seemed like an agonizing eternity to Celeste that he wasn't stripping her naked and fucking her hard, but Chris hadn't planned it that way, at least not their first time, he wanted to leave her begging for more and he was succeeding.

Chris moved both hands down to her ass, moving closer to her cunt entrance and slowly parting her folds, she moaned.

“Your pussy is needy again, baby?” he whispered to her.

Celeste nodded in embarrassment, but she was so curious to know what he might do.

“Let me take care of it, sweetie. Sit down.”

Celeste followed his instructions, leaving herself in that thin elongated chair in front of the piano, now it was Chris who got on his knees, he spread her legs placing himself in between them, Celeste was predicting what was coming she was almost screaming yes, please, now. Chris lifted her thin skirt, Celeste held on tightly leaning on her hands, he had not yet begun to touch her and she in desperation was already trembling; he smiled at the reaction and slid her panties down her legs, finally leaving him the view of her ruined pussy exalted and wet; Chris licked his lips so hungrily and shamelessly kissed it with his tongue making the beastly sound of her wetness echo, she gasped at the feel of his hot tongue finally on her, which made Celeste whimper, her breathing was rising and falling, she needed more of him now.

Chris was so hard again, he wanted to explore her pussy hard. He let out a choked moan as he felt her softness.

“Fuck, princess you're so wet and you taste so good.”

Chris sucked on her clitoris he flicked it with the soft tip of his tongue, making a performance of movements; his left hand held her thigh tightly and with his index finger he caressed the soft inside of her folds, Chris began to lick her frantically creating the tense atmosphere filled with her sighs and the sound of his saliva mixing with her liquids. Suddenly he began again to penetrate her with two of his fingers as he buried his mouth in her pussy, feeling his hot breath on her pubis mons. Chris was so aroused that he directed his hand to his hard cock to stimulate it vigorously. Celeste was going crazy, she was going to cum twice as intense as the first time, she lowered her gaze with her mouth open completely lost in lust and looked intertwined glances with Chris who was leering at her as he ate her dripping pussy and stimulated her clit.

Celeste was so close, her body was losing strength and her legs were trembling, Chris could feel it and in one swift movement, he withdrew his fingers, extended her entrance further and inserted his tongue, feeling the softness of lover's loins.

Chris pulled away a little, squeaking saliva making quite a mess because of her needy pussy and jerked his cock hard again, he watched her for a few seconds, whimpering because she had missed his touch.

“Who's making you feel so good, princess?”

“Daddy” she mumbled without thinking, “Please” she whimpered begging, she was about to have her second orgasm.

She watched him for a moment, and bit her lip at what she saw, Chris on his knees self pleasuring himself, her cunt throbbed harder, she wanted him inside of her right now.

“Please what...” he moaned with a smile at the sight of her unabashedly seeing his cock.

“Fuck me, daddy” she whimpered in embarrassment, her cheeks growing redder.

Chris let out a giggle at her boldness and he, who thought she was so innocent, turned out to be hungry for his cock in her pussy, he wanted to fuck her and she was in the perfect position, open just for him and his dick was more than ready to be inserted in her, but he wanted their first time to be so special, a pretty girl like her deserved all the nice treats. She was going to be his princess.

Chris was so excited, he stood up and leaned over a little, rubbing his hard penis on her entrance, teasing her.

“You want daddy's cock, huh?”

Chris raised his eyebrows and looked at her haughtily. Celeste nodded in desperation at the rubbing of his hard glans. Chris enjoyed her reaction for a moment and let out a chuckle again, leaning toward her making them face each other. He looked into her eyes, Celeste noticed his piercing gaze, giving her chills.

“Not today, princess, today I'm going to make you cum in my mouth.”

Chris thought their sessions together were about to get more than interesting.

“I like you, Chris.” she moaned as she returned to the feel of his tongue inside her.

Celeste's body heated up in embarrassment, she didn't know why she suddenly had to confess that.

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