The Cello Lesson

Here is my submission for the 2019 Nude Day Contest. Be sure to vote, and I hope you enjoy!

NUDE DAY 2019

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Dante Simmons sat in the passenger seat of his mother's 2018 Honda Civic with the window down, relaxing and enjoying the air as they zoomed down the road on that hot July afternoon. He had his arm out the window and felt the breeze fly by, hitting his dark skin. His mother was rattling on and on about making plans to visit the beach again before he left for college, but he wasn't really paying attention. His thoughts were not on what was happening now, but rather what would be happening soon. His thoughts were on one Miss Linda Rosario.

Linda Rosario had been giving Dante lessons in playing the cello since he was 8 years old. Linda was an old friend from college of Dante's mother, and when she had gone to Linda saying that she thought it would be good for Dante to get into music, Linda immediately agreed to take him on as a student. She gave him lessons for free and even gave him his first cello. From there she gave him lessons every week, twice a week, for 10 years straight, even during the summer or winter breaks. At first Dante didn't really enjoy the cello. When he told his mom he wanted to be a musician, he was thinking about something cool like drums or guitar. However, his mom thought it would be good for him to start with a classical background, so she told him that if he stuck with it for a year he could switch over to any instrument he wanted.

So Dante started playing the cello, and at first he didn't like it. However, as time went on he found that he loved the instrument, a huge part being due to Linda. Her passion and her desire to share what she loved with someone was reflected in her teaching style. She didn't limit their lessons to just classical; she taught him musical pieces, modern music, pop songs, whatever she could get her hands on that she thought would help Dante improve while also having fun. And so when it was a year, Dante decided to stick with the cello, and now here he was 10 years later, having just accepted a full ride to the Eastman School of Music in Rochester for their Music Performance program.

Even though he had graduated high school and had already been accepted to college, Dante insisted that he and Linda continue their lessons. Part of the reason was that he really wanted to hone his skills before he got there so he would be at 100%, but the other part was he wanted to spend as much time as possible with Linda before she left. Not only was she his teacher, but she had been his first crush. It started as a stupid little kid crush, but as he got older he really began to appreciate how attractive Linda was. Her long brown hair, her full pink lips, her caramel skin that was also soft as silk, and her curves... Dante shifted in the seat of his mom's car just thinking about her. Yeah, he had it pretty bad.

As Mrs. Simmons pulled into the driveway of Linda's house, Dante was getting a bit anxious. Linda had told him at their last lesson that she had a special lesson planned for today, but she was scarce on details. All Dante knew was that it was, as she put it, "one for the books." Once Mrs. Simmons parked, Dante gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, grabbed his case from the back along with a folder full of pieces they'd been working on, and ran up to Linda's door. He was about to ring it when he remembered Linda's instructions and walked in, shutting the door behind him.

When he entered, he was met with the sound of a beautiful melody that he immediately recognized as Debussy's "The Girl with the Flaxen Hair." Dante smiled to himself. This was one of the first pieces that Linda had played for Dante when he was young. It had been her favorite piece when she was in college, and it was the piece Dante had played for his audition to Eastman. Dante let out a small sigh as he listed to Linda play. He would miss this, and her, but he was also excited for the next chapter of his life. However, he certainly wasn't ready for the next thirty seconds.

After hearing her play for a minute or so, Dante walked into the living room and his eyes widened at what he was sitting. There was Linda, playing the cello, but to Dante's surprise she was completely naked! Like, not wearing a single article of clothing. Dante could see and appreciate every detail of her body except for the part that were covered by her cello.

Dante just stood there stunned, not sure what to say. However, he wouldn't have to say anything because within minutes, Linda looked up to see Dante and smiled wide.

"There you are!" she said as she stood up and set her cello down on its side on the floor. Dante's eyes widened as he was able to finally take in Linda's full form. Despite being in her 40s, Linda put pretty much all of the girls that Dante went to school with to shame with her hourglass figure; her beautiful face framed by that luscious brown hair; her large 38D breasts with dark brown areola and rather hard nipples; her rather fit stomach that showed some fat; her thick thighs and rather hairy pussy. Dante took all of this in as he just stood there, completely floored. Linda, noticing his shocked face, giggled.

"I know, walking in on your cello teacher naked probably isn't how you expected this day to be going, but believe it or not there is a method to the madness!" she smiled as she walked across the room and brought over a second chair and music stand for Dante. "You see, today is National Nude Day!"

Dante was too entranced watching her move and bend while she set up a spot for him, but hearing this snapped him out of it. "National..."

"Nude day, yes," Linda finished for him, still smiling wide. "It's a real holiday, and I thought I would take advantage of it by giving you a special lesson. You see, now that you're going away for school, you'll find yourself meeting all different types of people, both on and off the stage. You'll be facing different types of distractions, so I thought this would be a way to help you prepare for those distractions."

Dante stood there confused, unsure where this was going. "And you being naked will help because..."

"Oh, not just me!" she said rather incredulously. "You too!" Dante's eyes widened. Seeing the concern on his face, Linda quickly continued. "You're an amazing player, but you're playing with the big boys now and you have to be able to handle the pressure. The biggest distraction you'll face is yourself, after all. So this way, you can get used to playing at your most vulnerable, under the most pressure, while also learning to work past it and give it your best!" Linda beamed at the young cellist, who still looked quite unsure of the whole idea.

"Linda... look..." Dante took a deep breath. "I'm sure you had the best of intentions with this idea, but I don't... I don't think this is a good idea..." he looked down at the floor, trying to avoid looking at her as he talked, so he didn't see when she walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and stared into her deep brown eyes. She smiled sweetly at him.

"Look Dante, I understand this might make you uncomfortable, but that's the point. You're going to be put into a lot of different situations that will put you out of your comfort zone. Today's lesson is meant to help you learn how to deal with those situations and be able to adapt." She gave a small sigh as she pulled back "If you're too uncomfortable, I understand. I can go get dressed now and we can do a normal lesson and forget this happened. But if you decide to give this a try, then trust me when I say it will be insurmountable in helping you."

Dante shook his head in disbelief. He couldn't see how this could help him. Here in front of him was a woman who he'd known all his life, who had awakened a passion in him that had dictated the course of his lifetime, naked and telling him he should do the same. A huge part of him told him this was a horrible idea, that if he was to get naked things would not be the same between him and Linda. And yet, as he silently protested, he found himself slowly pulling his shirt up off of his body. It felt like someone else was taking his clothes off and he was just letting them, but when he looked he saw it was his own hands. This shocked him even more, especially as he pulled kicked off his sandals and pulled his shorts down until he was only in his boxers.

While Dante stripped, Linda stood there with a neutral smile on her face. She was sure that her plan to help Dante be a better musician would work, but she also knew that she would have to take things slow. Once he was in his boxers, she saw a rather impressive bulge and stifled a gasp, trying not to look. Dante noticed this and quickly looked away.

"D-do I need to take these off?" Dante asked nervously. Not trusting herself, Linda only nodded and Dante let out a sigh. He decided to just rip off the band-aid and quickly pulled his boxers. This time, Linda couldn't stifle her gasp.

The first thing she noticed about Dante's cock is the fact that it wasn't fully erect. He was still pretty nervous, which probably had an effect, but what surprised her wasn't that he wasn't completely hard, but rather the fact that he was still quite big. His cock hung at about 6 or 7 inches easy and it was rather thick, like a small baby arm. Linda had seen her fair share of dicks before, but this one had her mouth watering.

If only it wasn't attached to Dante, she thought to herself. She didn't think it was a good idea to lust after the son of her oldest friend, who also happened to be over half her age and her student. She had literally watched him grow up from a little kid. But he wasn't a little kid anymore, and as she stared at his cock she suddenly saw a rather handsome young man before her.

Dante stood there while Linda stared at him. He knew what she was looking at, and it both freaked him out and kinda excited him knowing that the subject of many of his wet dreams and jerk off sessions was currently staring hungrily at his member.

As she stared at him, he slowly got more comfortable, and soon he found himself staring at her as well. The initial shock of seeing her naked, and then getting naked as well, had worn off and he could truly appreciate her amazing body. It was everything that he had imagined and more, and he couldn't help as he found himself getting more excited. Soon, his cock responded and was suddenly getting larger. Seeing this, Linda snapped out of it and shook her head.

"Right! So, let's get to the lesson!" She quickly sat back down and picked her cello back up, soon covering most of her body. Dante nodded and took his cello out its case and sat in a nearby chair that Linda had already set up. He put his music, Bach's Cello Suite No.1 in G Major, on the stand and quickly tuned his cello. Once he was set up, Linda had him start off by working on some scales followed by going through parts of "The Girl with the Flaxen Hair." Once he got to the end of the piece, Linda smiled wide and instructed him to play the Prelude for the Bach piece. Dante nodded and took a breath before diving in. He'd been practicing the piece for about two months now and had it down for the most part, making a couple small mistakes along the way but nothing super noticeable. After he finished, he looked over at Linda who just nodded.

"Excellent. Now, let's take things up a notch," she said with a slight smirk as she set her cello on its side on the floor, exposing her body to Dante once again. Dante was suddenly very conscious of the fact that they were still naked as she spread her legs, exposing her hairy pussy, and leaned forward in the chair, squishing her tits together. "Now, play it again." Dante nodded and took a shaky breath. He went to put his bow on the string to begin but he noticed his bow was shaking and kept tapping against the string. It took him a moment that HE was shaking, and not just his hand, he was shaking all over.

"Dante, relax," Linda said softly. "The whole point of this is for you to learn how to push through an uncomfortable situation and still put on a great performance that you can be proud of. I know you're... distracted," she said with a smirk before continuing "but I also know you can do this."

That makes one of us, Dante thought before taking a long, deep breath. Getting his nerves under control as best he could, he was able to stop shaking and started playing. He barely got through six measures before he started making mistakes, and by the time he was a third of the way through he had made so many mistakes that he just gave up altogether out of frustration.

"Dammit!" Dante put his bow on the stand and placed his forehead against the neck of his cello. He sat there for a moment trying to collect his thoughts when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw it was Linda, who had a small smile on her face. "Linda... I think this was a bad idea. Maybe if we had clothes on I could actually play," he tried reasoning with her, but she shook her head.

"Dante," Linda started softly, "what was going through your head when you were warming up before?" Dante blinked, a bit confused about her question. Then he thought back to it and had a sudden realization.

"Nothing... I wasn't thinking about anything." He laughed a little. "I was just playing... in fact I forgot either of us were even naked."

"OK then," Linda walked back over and sat in her chair. "Go back to that feeling. That feeling where you weren't thinking. Just do what comes natural to you." She smiled encouragingly at Dante, who returned the smile before picking up his bow. He thought back to when he was warming up; how free he felt, like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He couldn't quite explain it, but he just felt... well he felt at home. He held onto this feeling as he brought the bow to the strings of his cello and began to play. This time, he didn't make any mistakes, and when he finished Linda clapped loudly.

"Well done!" Linda continued to clap as she got up out of her chair. "Bravo!" Dante smiled wide as he set his cello on its side and stood as well, doing a small bow. Linda rushed over and threw her arms around her student. Without thinking, Dante wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. The two stood there hugging for what felt like forever when Dante suddenly became aware again that they were both still naked. When he did, he also became very aware of how soft her skin was, how her large breasts were pressed against him, and how her hair smelt like flowers.

Linda's eyes were closed as she held her student, but they shot open when she felt something rather large pressing against her. She pulled back and looked down, letting out a small gasp as she saw Dante's cock, now fully erect. It was at its full 9 inches and was a dark brown color that stood out against his milk chocolate brown skin. The head was a purplish color and was the size of a small golf ball. His balls were the same dark brown color and were the size of a pair of plums. They swung a bit as they moved and Linda thought she could almost hear the cum inside them, as if it was swishing around.

When she looked back up, she saw Dante staring at her. He looked like a man who hadn't eaten in days and he was staring at her as if she was about to be his next meal. His lustful stare had her feeling dizzy, and she once again found herself struggling with seeing him just as her student. Rather, she saw him as a handsome, big-dicked stud. If it wasn't Dante, she probably would've already been on her knees, but there was still that last shred of willpower that told her things had gone a bit too far.

"Well, maybe we should call it-" before she could finish, Dante had grabbed her face and smashed his lips against her. Linda's eyes widened then slowly closed as she transitioned from shocked to panicked to relaxed all in the span of a couple seconds. Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around his neck again and pulled him into her, deepening the increasingly hot kiss. Her hands played with his curly hair while his hands moved from her face, down her body, and around her back. After several minutes of intense kissing, Linda pulled back and looked up at him, out of breath. "W-where did that come from?"

Dante shrugged. "I was just doing what came natural to me," he said with a small smile as he moved his hands down to her heart-shaped ass, cupping it in his hands. Linda let out a groan as she felt his strong, calloused hands on her soft skin. There was still a small part of her that told her to stop, but it was overshadowed by an increasing need for more.

Fuck it, she thought to herself as she pulled back from him and took his hand in hers. She led him out of the living room and up the stairs. As they walked, Dante trailed behind her and got to stare at her plump ass. They were nearing the top when his desires took him over and he pushed her forward. She let out a small scream as she put her hands out to stop her fall. They landed on the top step and she was about to say something, but a moan escaped her mouth and cut her off. She looked back and saw that Dante had bent down behind her, his hands gripping her ass as he peppered her cheeks with kisses. He spread them apart and slid his tongue along her slit, sending shivers through her body. He began lapping at her pussy like a thirsty animal, his licks wild and uncoordinated. She groaned as she looked back at her student.

"Dante, slow down," she said between moans. "That feels good, but you're all over the place." She stood and turned around, smiling at the rather embarrassed look on his face. She sat on the step and spread her legs. "First start here," she said as she cupped her tits. Dante nodded and got on his knees in front of her. He placed his hands on her waist as he leaned in and slowly kissed her massive mammaries, alternating between the two large orbs. "Mmm good baby. Don't forget my nipples." He brought his lips to one of her nipples and sucked it into his mouth, tugging on it with hips lips while he tweaked her other nipple with his hand. He alternated sucking and licking and pinching both nipples, Linda's increasingly loud moans telling him he was doing something right.

He continued this for a while before Linda placed her hands on his head and pushed him down. Taking the hint, Dante pulled his mouth back and kissed down her body, licking along her soft skin as he made his way to her hairy pussy. Dante had seen pussies only in porn before, and he found that he preferred when the women had hair instead of being shaven. He didn't know why, but now that he had the real thing in front of him it was way better than expected. Her hair had trapped the scent of her pussy, and as he breathed in the scent his mouth watered. He looked up at her and she nodded her head in approval. He placed his thumbs on her lips and parted them, exposing her wet pussy and swollen clit. He leaned in and flicked his tongue against the clit, sending a shiver through Linda's body and eliciting a moan from her. He then brought his tongue down and ran it along her puffy labia, taking in every bit of her wet cunt before plunging his tongue into her.

Linda gripped the step and her back arched as Dante attacked her pussy with his mouth. The same eagerness from before was there, but now she was directing him in what to do. She told him when to slow down and speed up, when to alternate between licking her pussy and her clit, and where to move his hands. He alternated between rubbing her tits and dragging his nails along her sides and stomach while he munched on her soaking pussy.

Soon, Dante was expertly devouring her pussy, and the busty teacher found herself edging closer and closer to what promised to be a powerful orgasm. The final straw however came when Dante brought his lips back to her clit and sucked on it intensely while sliding a finger into her pussy. He curled his finger and did a come here motion, hitting the legendary g-spot he had heard a lot about.