I knocked on the door. An attractive, young, 40-year-old woman opened the door in a tank top and a thigh-length denim skirt. I could help but smile and give her a look up and down.

“Hi, I’m Ed, and you must be Julia?”

“Ah, yes, drummer boy,” she answered with a grin. “Come in. Can I get you coffee?”

“Oh yes, please,” I replied as she led me to the kitchen. I noticed two things. The way she walked with an easy rhythm and a massive bottle of Baileys next to the coffee machine.

She handed me my mug, and I could tell it was strong. Perfect.

“Right, let's go,” she said and guided me through the house to a smallish soundproofed room that contained a lovely little Yamaha four-piece kit, a stereo, a couple of chairs, a desk, and a couch.

“Wow,” what a great setup you’ve got, Julia. It's amazing."

“Thanks, it's my bolt hole,” she said. “Shall we get started?”

Julia had filled me in with her drumming experience. She had played a bit but had gotten busy with work and hadn’t had the opportunity to practice for about six months. She told me it was time to get it going.

“Ok, Julia, sit down and just play a simple groove for me. Anything you like at any tempo.”

I watched her move behind her stool, take a seat, and pick up her sticks. I was standing by the bass drum watching her, and as she sat down and placed her feet on the pedals, I couldn’t help but notice her black lacy panties as her skirt rode up.

I felt my mouth go slightly dry as she started to play a very simple groove at about 90 bpm. She had good control and a good time. It was nice and made me move my hips a little.

I could tell she was feeling it, which is always a good sign. I was feeling it too. Every time she hit the bass drum her right leg lifted and gave me the perfect view up her skirt, and I couldn’t help wondering what was underneath her panties and also whether she knew what she was doing to me.

“Cool, Julia, hold it there. Very nice. What about your rudiments? Want to show me those?”

She sighed, and I knew how she felt about rudiments. The same as me. I always hated doing them, but once you’ve cracked them, they help so much.

She started with singles, moving through some doubles, diddles, and triplets. Hmmmm, I could tell she wasn’t comfortable by the look on her face.

I looked at her for some time. A very attractive woman with good legs and ample breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her drumming seemed to have made her nipples hard.

As we talked through the importance of rudiments, all I could see was her legs parting slightly and then closing, opening, closing continuously. I could feel my cock tingling inside my shorts as my mind began to race. I was picturing Kat in various stages of undress, on the desk and couch.

“Are you OK?” She called out. 

“Oh yes, sorry, I was just thinking of something you may like to try. It's just a little technical thing about your posture, and I need to just show you something.”

I walked behind her and placed my hands on her shoulders, just pulling them back. As I did, I caught her scent and let out a sigh. She smelt divine.

“You need to try and sit up and a bit straighter, Julia, and face a bit more to the front, looking over your bass drum. You are a little tight in your shoulders too, so try and relax and play again.”

She started that groove again, playing with a more relaxed feel, and I could see she was enjoying it and smiling.

Suddenly, she stopped and grabbed her shoulder, and grimaced.

“Are you OK?”

“There was a little pain that I can’t reach. Just there. Can you?”

I put my hands on both shoulders and gently massaged them, and as I did so, I heard her sigh and gently throw her head back.

Suddenly, she grabbed my hands and placed them over her breasts, moving my hands. I could resist her and leant in and kissed her neck as my hands squeezed her breasts.

Her breasts felt perfect as she held my hands on them, squeezing and caressing as I kissed her neck. She smelt so good and sighed as my lips travelled across her skin.

I moved my hands up and slipped the straps down, revealing her breasts and nipples. She pushed her top down as I cupped both of her breasts, allowing my fingers to tease her hard nipples.

Her head was back, so I kissed her mouth, gently, softly, our tongues finding each other as I teased her nipples with my fingers.

I felt her shift on her drum stool, her legs opening and closing, revealing her panties again. I could feel my cock hardening in my shorts as we kissed.

I stood up and spun her round on her stool, looked into her eyes, and kissed her again, harder this time with a sense of urgency.

Then my lips moved to her neck, then down towards her right breast. Light kisses covered her skin. She held my head in her hands.

Her nipple was there. I kissed it. Circled it with my tongue, making it wet and hard. She moaned as my tongue made love to it. Sucking gently, licking flicking as my hands made its way down her side to her hips and thigh.

I could feel how much she was turning me on. My cock hard and wet.

I loved her breasts. I loved them so much

Then I started to kiss down, finding skin where I could, kissing it before reaching her thighs. I looked to see her panty clad pussy right in from of my eyes.

I kissed her there and then ran my thumb over her panties up and down. I heard her moan above me and watched as she caressed her own breasts and nipples.

My hands pushed her skirt up and she lifted her ass allowing me to grab her panties and pull them off and down so they were on her ankle.

I looked up and smiled before lowering my mouth to her mouth. Her scent was intoxicating. Her taste was so good.

I let my tongue slide down over her wet pussy lips. Parting them slightly before it paused at her entrance. My tongue fluttered quickly but lightly there. I felt a hand on my head pull me closer.

My tongue slid in slowly, going deeper with every movement on my head. Julia’s hips thrust to meet, and her thighs gripped me.

I slid my tongue out and slowly licked up parting her lips and over her swollen clit. She moaned as my tongue touched it, her thighs closing then opening wider.

So beautiful, so hot

I returned my tongue to her pussy entrance and began to lick slowly up and over her clit. 

Just up Julia.

Long slow strokes of my tongue up from her entrance to her clit

Her hips reacted to me, pushing against my tongue. 

My cock was so hard, staring against my shorts. I undid the belt and opened them for relief and then place my middle finger at her pussy entrance.

I sucked her clit and slid it in.

“Oh fuck,” came the moan from above me.

I moaned into her pussy, curling my finger to touch her G-spot, still licking her clit, flicking it as my finger danced inside her pussy.

We hit a rhythm, a tempo that hit all the right spots. Her hips, my tongue, my finger locked in together as one.

I could feel her pussy tighten as her movements increased. She had one hand on my head, the other squeezing her breast and rolling her nipples.

The the temp increased. Julia’s breathing got deeper, heavier as we accelerated. 

“Oh fuck fuck,” she moaned as we went into overdrive.

I could tell she was getting close to cumming when she suddenly reached down for my cock holding it, stroking it.

“Oh god,” I cried, but continued to lick and finger her.

“I’m gonna cum Ed,” she moaned. “Put it in as I cum.”

With that my tongue began to fly across her clit. My fingers matched my tongue, driving her closer.

I felt her tense and swapped my tongue for my thumb and putting my cock at her entrance.

As she started to cum, she grabbed my ass and pulled me into her tight pussy moaning as it went deep and hard.

“Oh god yes,” she moaned as she started to cum all over my cock, squeezing it hard.

I fell forward holding her, grinding, helping her over the top, kissing her.

As her orgasm calmed, I whispered in her ear.

“Wow Julia, amazing but now I am going to fuck you.”