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Erotic classical concert turned into live sex showWhilst at university, to make ends meet, my girl friend Julie and I formed a duo to perform at weddings and other functions. She was a cellist and I play the flute. We dress up in period costumes and wore Venetian masks to give an exotic feel and made our performance stood out from our competition.After playing at an expensive London venue for a wedding, one of the guests, a woman in her early thirties asked whether we would give an after dinner chamber concert at her country house. It was going to be a fancy dress party and our period costumes would fit in perfectly. We of course took up the offer. Two days before the dinner party, she told us that the party was going to have an erotic theme and asked whether we would be prepared to perform in the nude wearing only our Venetian masks. The money would be doubled. We were not keen but the money would be useful. We had been going out for a few months. We had done things of a sexual nature such as masturbating each other but had not gone all the way to have penetrative sex, so we were very apprehensive about the idea of performing in the nude. After discussing it for a long time, we agreed.The day came. We turned up early to be greeted by the lady of the house. The guests were just finishing dinner so we set up our music stands and a chair for Julie. We were then shown to a small adjacent room where we could leave our musical instrument cases, and clothes!We undressed and waited nervously. My penis had shrunk to the smallest it had ever been, whereas Julie’s naked figure was as gorgeous as ever. The lady of the house seated the dozen or so guests facing the music stands. We took a big breath, looked at each other and walked out to be greeted by gasps followed by a round of applause. I don’t think they were expecting an erotic show.I stood in front of a music stand with my flute, tiny penis illegal bahis in full view. Julie sat down next to me. Her slim figure as graceful as ever. Under the dim lights, her skin was like velvet. It then dawned on me that Julie had brought along her electric cello instead of her normal one. It did not have a sound box like a conventional acoustic version. Basically a stick with strings strung on top. She spread her legs to the playing position and her clitoris was in full view of the audience. In a normal acoustic cello, the sound box has 2 f shaped holes, called, unsurprisingly, f holes either side of the fingerboard. No such things in an electric cello. The only f hole on show was her pussy f hole. Seeing my girlfriend being admired sexually gave me an intense sense of jealousy and yet, equally strong sense of excitement.I felt embarrassed, ashamed, aroused and nervous all at the same time.There was no time for much of that. The music must start. To my surprise, it took no time for us to get into the music. We started with one of Handel’s many flute sonatas. A technically easy piece to get us settled. The audience was appreciative, both of the music and of our nude figures. Julie and I looked at each other and we could tell that both of us were enjoying it. At that moment, I felt that there were only the two of us in the entire universe, serenading each other with music in the nude. Her intense concentration on the music and my body made her looked like an angel, playing serene music for the Gods. We were in a way, making love to each other through music. It was beautiful. I wish it would never end.Before long, I was starting to get an erection. As the music flowed, it got higher and harder. I could see Julie admiring it and the audience was doing the same. I had dreaded getting an erection in front of the audience ever since we agreed to do this. How embarrassing it would be! But illegal bahis siteleri it was not like that at all. Everybody was enjoying it in the same way as they were enjoying the music. Our flute and cello dual had become a two flutes and cello trio!Clear viscous droplets of pre cum started to dribble out of my tip. Likewise, love juice seeped out of Julie’s vagina. Seeing other people admiring this gorgeous sight made me more jealous again.This drove my erection harder with more pre cum. Some must have dribbled onto the carpet. I am sure that I played a few wrong notes.During the interval, we went back to the small adjoining room. We felt ashamed of ourselves for doing such things but yet felt excited. The hostess came in and complemented our performance and how performing it in the nude made the music so much more meaningful, especially as we were obviously very much in love with each other. She then asked us whether we would, at the end of the performance, consider making love to each other instead of an en core and she would pay us an obscene (to us) amount of money. We reluctantly explained to her that we had not gone that far before. She gave us an approving look, like a headmistress telling her class how well they had behaved by not eating the chocolate that was meant for later. Tempted by the money, we agreed to perform a sex act ‘Ad libitum’ and see how far it took us. We felt like prostitutes, but good prostitutes of course!The music flowed again. There was more spreading of Julie’s legs, more of my erected penis; but the second half was different. We were more at ease, the tone of my flute was sweeter, the timbre of Julie’s cello was darker, creating a sensuous erotic atmosphere.Time for the encore soon arrived. We look at each other and I made the first move. I took her cello bow, stood behind her and drew the bow across her pubic hair as if she was a cello. She canlı bahis siteleri was tall and slim like me, so like an elongated version of a cello. I could feel her panting in synchrony with the strokes of the bow. I could see the rosin dust coming off her bow and sticking to her pubic hair. I then turned the bow 90 degrees and slid it backwards and forwards in between her legs, rubbing her clitoris with it. I slid faster and faster. The musical term for this is accelerando. This resulted in her crescendoing into a climax. It was then my turn. She took my flute, the silver one, not the one made with flesh, and teased my other ‘flute’ with it. Like a kind of fencing. She did it until the mouth piece of my flute was covered with slippery pre cum. Then she played my penis like a flute – sideways before putting the whole thing in her mouth. The feeling of my entire penis inside a wet warm hole was delicious. It was a million times better then when when I first learnt how to masturbate. I wondered whether making love for real would be another million times better again. She did some rhythmic movements, I am sure that it was in 3/4 time, AKA a waltz. She double tongued it as well (a technique used by flute players to articulate fast passages). I don’t know where she learnt it from. This gave the most intense pleasure and I shot an enormous load into her mouth. I signalled her to stop. A huge round of applause followed. I then remembered that we had an audience.We retired to the adjustment room to get dressed. Intense mixture of emotions pored out. We embraced each other only to be interrupted by the hostess with our payment. She had included a huge tip and told us how beautiful the whole performance was and how everybody had enjoy it. She asked our permission to pass our contact details to the other guests and gave us a lift to the train station.We were very rich students thanks to these erotic classical concerts, and the more conventional ones that we gave. We have now both graduated and earning good salaries, but we still do these concerts for kicks and to spice up our sex lives.[See our photo gallery to see the relevant pictures]

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