Violinist Stories

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Crescendo

by darktwin on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Every note on the scale touched a different part of Jill. A middle C stimulated her solar plexus, right below the navel. C sharp sent a spark out along her right arm. D sent goosebumps down her spine, from the base of her neck to her tailbone. D sharp was her right nipple. E was just inside her right buttock. F was the back of her left knee. And f sharp.......

A La Recherche Du Temps Perdu

by Michael142 on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

A violinist remembers events from her past during a performance. Note: I was inspired to write this little diversion during a live performance by a mature female violinist. She was playing a beautiful piece of music, and it occurred to me to wonder what she thinks about as she plays. For instance, does she ever think of herself as a ten-year old girl learn...

A Beginning

by rob99202 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Lyn felt the vibrations of the engines traveling through the deck, into the pit of her stomach. At least that was what she was trying to tell herself. She couldn’t be nervous could she? The night was still and the moon was full. They were sitting at table for two, lit only by candles, on the top deck. When he offered to take her out, it was not dinner on a...

Cynthia Learns to Moo

by perchedontheloon on Aug 12, 2019
Fetish

In recent years, the music industry had been changing quite dramatically. Many of the top recording artists had gone on to pursue other activities and passions, some had even semi-retired from music altogether. Cynthia Anderson's music career was still going strong but she had found getting involved with activism to be just as fulfilling. Her passion was ani...

The Violinist Pt. 01

by manfrombritain on May 21, 2019
BDSM

The violinist's fingertips drummed upon the neck of the violin as they pulled the fluttering notes from the tortured instrument, his right arm working the bow rapidly back and forth across the vibrating strings. A bead of sweat formed on his brow due to the vigorous and high paced solo he was performing, though his focus was so intense that he did not notice...

Two Pounds of Salami & a Hotdog Bun

by SweetSlyKitten on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

WXYZ television station in New York has the opportunity for the first interview of Tad Woodcock since he became a millionaire with his amazing new penis pump that works on a man while he drives his car bys simply plugging it in to the cigarette lighter. They sent their finest reporter to do the interview – Cynthia Galore. With her flowing brown hair in curls...

The Violinist Pt. 02

by manfrombritain on May 21, 2019
BDSM

He paused and took a long, steadying breath while appreciating the magnificent scene she had prepared for him. She clearly possessed artistic talent and applied it to every aspect of her life with care - and this simple yet profound glimpse into her personality was intoxicating to him. He noticed she was perfectly motionless, waiting with exquisite patience...

The Savior Ch. 01

by Zoebug0617 on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Hey guys! This is going to be my first attempt at writing any sort of sexual story. This is going to be a multi chapter story, and it will involve forced changing, along with gay male and gay female sex. Some of it will include forced intercourse, so just a fair warning. All characters in this story are 18+! Feedback is greatly appreciated! Thank you! ^_^ *...

Futanari Twingle: Concerto

by SwizzleRich on Jan 14, 2019
Fetish

"So did you enjoy the concert, baby?" Monika asked when we were exiting the grand auditorium. "Oh hell yes! It was fantastic! And you know what? I actually recognised the main violinist... I think we met in high school..." We stopped in the theatre lobby and I wrapped my hands around my girlfriends slim waist. Her curves are always an eye candy for me, espe...

The Savior Ch. 01 (Version 2.0)

by Zoebug0617 on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

Something magical was happening on stage tonight. The violinist's hands blurred, a perfect symphony of virtuosity and beauty. Her eyes were closed and a serene smile graced her lips as she neared the end. When it finally came, and her bow had left the strings, the entire audience was quiet. It was almost as if they were still processing what they had seen. A...