{"id":48975,"date":"2026-06-05T07:40:58","date_gmt":"2026-06-05T05:40:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/?p=48975"},"modified":"2026-06-05T07:43:02","modified_gmt":"2026-06-05T05:43:02","slug":"her-greatest-oral-performance-an-erotic-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/her-greatest-oral-performance-an-erotic-story\/","title":{"rendered":"Her Greatest Oral Performance &#8211; An Audio Erotic Story"},"content":{"rendered":"<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-48975-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/06\/her-greatest-oral-performance-audio-erotica.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/06\/her-greatest-oral-performance-audio-erotica.mp3\">https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/06\/her-greatest-oral-performance-audio-erotica.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p><em><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This story is the woman\u2019s perspective to \u201cA Hard Performance &#8211; An Erotic Story\u201d.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8211;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thomas set his elbows on the table and leaned forward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His eyes pierced me. I at once began to melt even though I tried to harden.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNicole,\u201d he said, \u201cyou couldn\u2019t even handle me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That was the moment things changed for me. He had thrown me into a torrent. No one tells me that I can\u2019t.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Burning inside at his statement, my eyes coldly pierced back. I kept the staredown across the small table. Yet, his green eyes already had had me hooked now for weeks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Holding steady, I wondered if I could actually handle him. Whether he knew it or not, his eyes saw so deep inside of me. He could easily expose everything\u2014if he hadn\u2019t already. Behind the staredown across the table, I was caught by the way his lips had coolly formed my name. The first time he had said it melted my mind. It was arousing on a level only I could go. I wished simply to hear \u201cNicole\u201d move through his lips over and over.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Now he had challenged me and tossed a new element into our game.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I first saw Thomas at the start of the year\u2019s Choral Society season.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Men like him are rare in a choir, especially in the Choral Society. The men are senior citizens\u2014to be polite. Ear hair, age spots like Dalmatians, bifocal eyeglasses set at the tip of large noses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the past, in the choral auditorium, the only thing worth my attention was the large organ with its symmetrical silver pipes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Unexpectedly, though, there was Thomas. He was the lone man among the baritone singers who had great hair. He was also a head taller than the rest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Immediately, at that first practice, I was enamored by his cool demeanor, emanating from his gray button-up shirt under a warm, white cardigan. I got a better glimpse when the director brought the new singers to his podium for a quick introduction. Thomas\u2019s slacks fit closely, showing off his form. I only dragged my eyes off him when Carrie nudged me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCute, isn\u2019t he?\u201d she whispered. \u201cMore like \u2018come over and see me.\u2019\u201d She exhaled. \u201cI bet he\u2019s got a girl. And maybe two on the side.\u201d Carrie shrugged. She had already given up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I laughed daintily, but only to acknowledge her. She was thinking the same thing as me\u2014about his good-looks at least.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She and I had spotted the same man from across the broad auditorium stage crowded with mingling singers. However, my mind had not yet considered him with other women. I was still consumed with his vibe and warm charm. Carrie\u2019s mind must have thought much faster than mine\u2014more negatively too.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI hear his audition blew the director away,\u201d Carrie said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She must have known about him. No wonder she had already pondered the possibility of other women.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIf it was me,\u201d she said, \u201cI would have accepted him even if he couldn\u2019t carry a tune in a bucket. Hell, I would have blown him \u2026 away.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carrie and I snickered at first, but the humor of him and her comment grew into a controlled laugh.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The alto singer next to me, Elda, nudged me from this goofiness. \u201cQuiet, please. I can\u2019t hear.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Elda was a grandmother several times over, if not a great-grandmother. With her next nudge to my arm, she said, \u201cHere\u2019s the first music sheet. Take one and pass them down.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The title <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Missa Solemnis<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, a great choral work by Beethoven.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carrie leaned to me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cA great-looking guy like that will boost the number of auditions by women and, these days, men too.\u201d She giggled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She took the sheet music from me and passed them to her left without looking at the singer beside her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Honestly, I had to agree with her about the auditioning. Handsome attracts handsome.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHe should be on the cover of the Choral Society\u2019s adverts and pamphlets,\u201d I said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWe sure don\u2019t need more pictures of bald men and blue-haired grandmas,\u201d Carrie said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHave you talked to him?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Before she answered, the director, Mr. Shambaugh, clicked his thin baton on the music stand to get everyone\u2019s attention. He thanked the returning singers and congratulated those who were new to Choral Society.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That was as much as I saw him for the next few months. Often the men practiced at different times and days and when the whole choir was together, he was across the stage. Obviously, I had a crush, and that crush gave me the same giddy feelings that I have had since my preteens.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A few months into the practice season, when the choir was singing as one, Thomas was still far across the stage, but another guy had started to flirt\u2014Terry, a tenor. He was a plain, young guy with a large nose\u2014on pace to be one of the old men in choir. He already had the eyeglasses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He stood directly behind Carrie and me, one step higher on the platform.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He first sang softly during breaks, showing off his skill to sing blues. Elda shushed him, after glaring over her shoulder. He quieted. I looked back and hoped to convey a message that Elda was an unfriendly old witch. He shrugged. \u201cI like to sing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">My smile must have been too unintentionally flirty.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Terry, Carrie, and I often chatted during breaks. He was friendly and had learned to make Elda lighten up on her grandma attitude. Soon I learned he was a conversationalist. He let me talk when we had drinks, and he seemed interested in listening. That is a rarity. It could be that the possibility of sex was non-existent. He had noticed me noticing Thomas and had heard Carrie constantly bringing up the wonder-man as a topic of conversation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHe is quite a guy,\u201d Terry said one time. \u201cBut I bet he\u2019s not as good as he thinks he is.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carrie and I turned to him. \u201cWhat do you mean by that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cGood men are like\u2014\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He didn\u2019t finish before Elda scolded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cQuiet your mouths unless you\u2019re singing,\u201d she hissed. \u201cI can\u2019t hear the director, and I\u2019m losing my pitch.\u201d She pressed her palm to her ear and hummed a note.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The three of us quieted for her sake. We laughed silently though like three teenagers who were scolded by someone else\u2019s mother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">So, unexpectedly, during a break at practice that evening, Terry brought over my crush.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThomas, this is Carrie and this is Nicole. They sing soprano.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thomas smiled and his face brightened. My face, I feared, flushed red.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCarrie.\u201d They shook hands. Then he took my hand. \u201cNicole, I\u2019m Thomas.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His hand was warm and large, consuming mine. I felt like a miniature doll. And how he spoke my name. It weakened me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNice to meet you,\u201d I said as calmly as possible.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">However, there was no time to really talk before we were singing again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A few weeks later, though, it happened. Terry, Carrie and I were going to drink at a nearby bar after practice. And Terry invited Thomas.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">While we drank around the booth, Terry got goofier, and suddenly, he twisted the conversation and blew up the situation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI hear altos are better than altos in bed,\u201d Terry said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The table went silent at the forward statement as well as the misstatement. I know I went quiet, awkward for one reason rather than the other.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou mean, altos are better than sopranos,\u201d Thomas corrected, patting Terry\u2019s back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat\u2019s what I said, right?\u201d Terry asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSure, Terry, sure.\u201d Thomas winked at Carrie and me across the table, acknowledging Terry&#8217;s state of goofiness.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThomas told me about altos,\u201d Terry said. \u201cTold it when we went out with Dorothy and Kathy\u2014altos. Yep, he did.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOh really?\u201d Carrie\u2019s harsh reaction. She sounded aghast. She too had passed her typical two drink limit, and she began to show that she was sipping on number three. \u201cI don\u2019t think he\u2019s right. He\u2019s never did anything with either of us.\u201d She plunked her heavy arm across my shoulders. \u201cYou neither, Terry,\u201d she added sharply.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">My face had warmed because of the odd conversation in front of this lovely man, so I didn\u2019t respond as forcefully as Carrie had.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What would Thomas think of us? What was he already thinking of me?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/enigma-double-sonic\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"image-banner alignnone wp-image-42844 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/Blog-1_Volonte-banners_728-x-140-px_01.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"728\" height=\"140\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/Blog-1_Volonte-banners_728-x-140-px_01.jpg 728w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/Blog-1_Volonte-banners_728-x-140-px_01-300x58.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 728px) 100vw, 728px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAltos have bigger boobs and have to sing deeper and open their mouths wider,\u201d Terry asserted. \u201cSopranos sing with an oval mouth-shape.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou are crazy,\u201d Carrie countered. \u201cNicole and I can do just as much as any alto\u2014even better. And don\u2019t even compare us with Dorothy and Kathy, please.\u201d Carrie then kissed my cheek.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I noticed Terry and I were the only ones not dipping into the quicksand of this conversation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou going to prove it, Carrie?\u201d Terry said, pushing the discussion to a new level.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She raised her nose and pointed her chin. \u201cYou don\u2019t deserve it. I am so far above you.\u201d She tugged me closer, pulling me off kilter on the booth bench.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">To avoid a direct answer, I grabbed my drink and swallowed it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cShe\u2019s tough,\u201d Carrie said. \u201cShe can handle herself at the bar and in bed\u2014bass, baritone, tenor, or punk asses like you, Terry.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I hoisted Carrie\u2019s heavy arm from my neck and straightened my back. I put a slight distance between she and me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Terry looked my way. And Thomas too.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIs she right?\u201d Terry asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The gaze of the two men\u2014Terry with the look of a ravenous dude, and Thomas as handsome who was definitely intrigued\u2014was awkward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What was I going to say? My next words would change the image I had worked to present, that I wanted to show Thomas\u2014strong, confident, tame, yet mysterious.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAre tenors and baritones the simps when there are bass singers?\u201d I asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The question-y retort must have come across somewhat harsher than I intended.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Terry leaned back dramatically and howled like he had just been shot. Thomas\u2019s eyes caught me though. His deep eyes locked me and paralyzed me. I was a prisoner. His prisoner.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He was strong, confident, tame, yet mysterious. I had no idea he could lock me down in a moment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And he said, \u201cNicole, you couldn\u2019t even handle me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was purely an accident. I didn\u2019t mean to do it\u2014at first.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I was so excited by the evening\u2019s performance. The Choral Society had practiced for months for this performance. While watching the ensembles and getting ready for my group going on stage, my fingers and toes were tingling, and I had trouble standing still. I shifted from one foot to the other. That\u2019s when I stepped back\u2014completely unintentionally\u2014and bumped into Thomas. I stepped on his large foot.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His hands clutched my waist in his surprise and pain, and, when he lifted his foot in reaction, he kneed me gently in the butt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI am so sorry.\u201d I mouthed the words and scrunched my shoulders in an awkward apology.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Despite a gritted mouth, he winked. A silent apology accepted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I turned from him\u2014an additional swirl to the night\u2019s whirlwind of emotions. The long-awaited concert, the ensemble performance, on stage under the lights, hundreds of people watching, this handsome man in a black-tie tuxedo, his strong hands. Everything was overwhelming me in a good way.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The ongoing ensemble\u2019s performance concluded to a rousing applause from the audience. As the singers left the stage, we singers, on stage left, created a narrow passage for the performers to leave the bright light of center stage. The next ensemble proceeded into the light.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His group ensemble was singing after this one. I felt him shift behind me to get easier access to the stage. But I bumped into him\u2014again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He tried shifting aside, but I stopped him. Reaching to his waist, my fingers caught two belt loops on his slacks. I tugged him against me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Then I moved. Not forward. Not backward. Instead, I slowly swayed my hips side to side. I dragged my ass across him, making sure he felt all its contours.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I glanced back, giving him the same piercing eyes that he had struck me with that night at the bar.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It worked. My alluring eyes widened when he gripped my hips. He tugged me closer for more arousal.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I dipped slightly lower\u2014noticeable only to us\u2014and rose up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In no time, his dick was hardening. It at first was at an odd angle against me, but, with my shifting and bumping, I moved it upright. He obviously was pleased.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He gave a controlled moan to my own pleasure.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Applause pulled us from our secret frolicking.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As he passed by me toward the stage, I whispered, \u201cBackstage. Afterward, see me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He cupped my butt. \u201cOf course.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I grinned. There was wickedness, lust and a determination boiling in me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I watched him sing in front of a thousand people.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Did I feel bad for putting him in that position? No, because he liked it. I liked it. I was intimately turned on, my body was nearly at its own peak.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thomas was hard, erect, stiff. I knew it. I felt it thicken moments ago. The bulge was obvious. Could the rest of the audience or even the other singers see it? Likely not, but I knew and he knew. And that\u2019s what really mattered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I could not help but grin at what I had done.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As his ensemble left the lights, I reached out to his arm.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAfter,\u201d I reminded. Honestly, I doubted there was no reason to say it again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The rest of the evening\u2019s entire performance could not finish fast enough. The conductor, in his musical ferocity, held the final grandiose amen too long\u2014for me at least. My voice could not hold the note, because my chest was pounding. The audience\u2019s standing ovation and shouts of bravo disappointed me, since they only delayed the true event of the night.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Finally, I quickly slipped away, before disappearing, I noticed he was caught up in the herd of singers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The rehearsal room was empty, except for the many music stands and a couple of purses and jackets left by a few of the singers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I escaped behind a black curtain into a storage room. There, I sat in a cold chair, waiting.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Forever later, he came into the room. He glanced this way and that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Psst!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He looked around for the call, ears perked like a scouting animal.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThomas!\u201d came an interruption.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I got worried.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The choral director had called my man as he walked into the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYour ensemble was wonderful. Mendelssohn would be proud,\u201d Mr. Shambaugh said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He and Thomas shook hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI trust he would. Very talented ensemble. Dedicated,\u201d said Shambaugh, who always talked to much.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDon\u2019t count yourself short either,\u201d Thomas said. \u201cMany more composers would be pleased by you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes, I did work hard. This has been my passion, my endeavor, since I was a child. My grandfather took me to see the \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I peeked through a slit between the curtains, as Shambaugh continued to talk. I cursed Shambaugh.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201c\u2026 And tonight and then our coming performances throughout the year. Yes, the Choral Society is\u2014\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMr. Shambaugh, sir.\u201d Another interruption.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Now I heard William, an administrative assistant and a young tenor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I got worried that this was going to fall apart. And if they found me sitting here, how would I explain myself?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThe choir is getting ready to take pictures. We need you,\u201d William said. \u201cThomas! You come too!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCome, Thomas. We can\u2019t miss this,\u201d Shambaugh said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cUm, I am looking for my phone. It\u2019s here somewhere. Just need to look. I\u2019ll be there in a moment,\u201d Thomas said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThese pictures can\u2019t wait.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI need my phone or I won\u2019t get any,\u201d Thomas said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI will email them to you\u2014have William send them to everyone. Come.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cLet me scan the room once more. I feel naked without my phone. You know how we all are these days.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWe need to change that. Be quick then, Thomas. I can\u2019t hold the picture-taking for long.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I heard his dress shoes clap on the floor as he walked away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Psst!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhere are you?\u201d he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I reached between the curtains.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thomas burst through the curtains.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHe can\u2019t shut up,\u201d he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou were good tonight,\u201d I said. \u201cVery, very good.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou were too, but you want to give more than an on-stage performance, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I nodded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell, perform,\u201d he said as he unbuttoned his pants.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I grabbed his cock. I was going to tease with a quick kiss and a lick, but he didn\u2019t want to wait.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He yanked me forward by my hair and shoved his dick into my mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His thrusts were harder than I expected. His cocked filled my mouth. It rubbed along the rough roof of my mouth. My tongue flapped in a flurry. A gagging reflex formed at the back of my throat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I pulled off to get a breath. Once calmed, I took control of his dick. I gave him my best. Sucking and bobbing, fondling with my tongue. My face heated up with my intent on pleasing him, not to mention how much I like giving a good blowjob.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I leaned back to stroke the sloppy cock, but he cupped my chin tightly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/ina-thrust\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"toy-banner alignnone wp-image-48910 size-large\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/thrusting-sex-toy-what-to-look-for-1024x473.jpg\" alt=\"what features to look for in thrusting sex toy\" width=\"1024\" height=\"473\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/thrusting-sex-toy-what-to-look-for-1024x473.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/thrusting-sex-toy-what-to-look-for-300x139.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/thrusting-sex-toy-what-to-look-for-768x355.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/thrusting-sex-toy-what-to-look-for-770x355.jpg 770w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/thrusting-sex-toy-what-to-look-for.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDon\u2019t stop now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He grabbed my hair bun hard again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He took over this time. He formed me to gag and wince.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThomas!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">We both paused.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">William had called into the practice room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThomas, you\u2019re missing the pictures. We need you for the ensemble pictures. Are you here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">William had given up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thomas grabbed my hair and twisted my neck until our eyes met.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCome on, bitch, suck my dick. Get me off. Show me a soprano has skills.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I pulled his dick deep into my mouth and bobbed hard. I had him rocking forward and back.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes, yes,\u201d he grunted. \u201cHere it is. Get ready.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I did not stop. Instead he pulled out of my mouth. With his few strokes, his face winced.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I opened my mouth wide.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He unloaded into my mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I opened wide to show him his cum on my tongue. Then I swallowed it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At the end, he sat next to me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDo you believe me now?\u201d I said subtly. \u201cThat we sopranos can handle cock as good as the deeper altos?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou just spoiled my theory. Destroyed it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I wiped my mouth and pulled back my hair. \u201cGood.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNicole?\u201d Carrie hollered into the practice room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I looked at Thomas, who was seated. I patted his knee and then slipped from between the curtains.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhat are you doing in there?\u201d Carrie asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNothing. I was just taking a quick break from the evening. I\u2019ve been letting this performance weigh on me and now it\u2019s done.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She was skeptical.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou know, these things come and go so quickly.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSeen Thomas? He\u2019s disappeared too. 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