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Making Music Pt. 1

He only came to school for music. Being a senior at his high school, Greg was one of the top singers in his advanced music class. He had the voice of an angel, and sang almost every day. Greg, being the more impatient type wolves, found himself staring at the clock just waiting for the bell to ring. Chorus was his favorite class of all, and it wrapped up the day; in this case, the week. His black foot paws kept a steady rhythm on the ceramic tiles of his dull English class as he waited impatiently for the bell to ring.

"Staring at that clock won't do your work Gregory..." Mrs. Druski called out.

"I'll do it at home." He replied quickly.

"Will you? Or are you going to stop completely because you're a senior and almost done with high school?" Mrs. Druski said in a annoyed tone.

Greg didn't reply to her comment. He hated Mrs. Druski with a passion. She was an old hare that needed to be taken down a peg or two. She always had something to say, even though 95% of the time it was nothing of importance. She thought she was a good teacher, but everyone knew she was only here due to tenure. After standing idle for half a minute, she decided to answer herself.

"Well I hope you do your homework. Just because you're a good writer doesn't mean you can slack off in class." She said coldly.

He didn't reply. As he watched the hand of freedom tick, he counted in his head; three, two, one, and freedom. Greg grabbed his books and ran out of the classroom, dodging every animal in the hallway and rushing to the music wing. Few heads turned to see a black and grey blur as he came to the music wing and slowed his pace before arriving at this music class. He resumed good posture and breathed lightly before entering through the door to find his music teacher, Ms. Woods, sitting at the piano with a bright smile on her face. She was a beautiful whitetail doe with bigger curves and curly blond hair that went a little ways down her back. She was a pretty small doe, standing at roughly 5'2, but what she lacked in height she made up with her heart and her beauty.

"Once again you are the first in my class Greg." She said smiling with her beautiful blue crystal eyes.

"You know I wouldn't miss a minute of your class Ms. Woods." Greg replied as his deep blue eyes found themselves unable to steer away from her gorgeous figure.

Greg eventually found his usual spot, brushing his puffy tail to the left as he watched her pluck away on the piano. As the tune met his perked ears, he took in a deep breath, noticing that she smelled a little different than normal. For four years that he had known her, she had always worn the same perfume. It was not the strong fruity or the potent perfume kind that his fellow classmates wore, but the soft flowery kind that mature women often wore. Today she was wearing something more... fancy.

"Is there something special today? You smell very nice, and you're dressed very pretty." He said, not realizing that in a subtle way he had called her pretty.

"As a matter of fact, there is. I was hoping you could help me with something after class?" she asked as she blushed a little while walking over to her desk, locking eyes with him as she did so.

"Anything for you Ms. Woods." He responded as he followed her every movement.

Only a moment passed before her daughter walked into the class with her usual clique of friends within the choir. It was hard to believe that she was Ms. Woods' daughter because she was the exact opposite of her mother. She was tall, extremely thin, rude, and cared nothing for anyone else but herself. Greg didn't hate her, but he definitely didn't like her enough to pursue a friendship.

"Hey mom, I got some stuff to do after school so I won't be home until very late tonight." Brittney said.

"That's alright, I was going to stay late anyway." Ms. Woods replied as the class poured in and the bell rang.

Greg began to think deeply about his teacher as she took attendance from her green booklet. He didn't understand Ms. Woods' life at all. She was in her late thirties and still single, but she never had a husband or bothered to get married. He knew that Brittney was a college mistake, but why didn't Ms. Woods end up marrying the guy who got her pregnant? Maybe she didn't really love him, or something went wrong. Greg shook the ideas of his teacher from his mind; it wasn't his say to judge how she lived. Ms. Woods called for attention of the class, and soon the music was under way. The usual scales and songs went by like every day to warm up our voices prior to singing, but something was different. Ms. Woods was making mistakes left and right as she played the piano, which wasn't like her at all. One thing that made his mind run was the fact that she kept stealing glances at Greg. He was beginning to worry now.

"Alright class, please work on sectionals for the rest of the hour!" Ms. Woods called out from behind her piano.

With that being said, Sopranos rushed out into the hall, Altos took off down the stairs, Tenors went to the band room, and the Basses kept the choir room. Greg took charge of the bass section without a moment of hesitation as his natural leadership skills kicked in. It was only a few moments before Greg too was having trouble running sectionals as well. With Ms. Woods constant eye on his every move, he was intimidated and scared at the same time as he continued to lead. She was sitting in her rollaway chair with her fine legs crossed, smiling to him and constantly checking her watch. He was looking at her legs, admiring how they were so nice and built. Her shiny black hooves twitched lightly, causing him to look upwards on her body. She had a cute little black skirt with red flowers springing up from bottom to top, and a nice silk waistband that was also red. Her blouse on the other hand was a clean white with black trim around its edges. The colors of her outfit seemed to bring out her light brown fur's natural luster, even if it did clash with her curly blond hair and beautiful blue eyes.

Her eyes were bright and exuberant as she sat in her chair looking at him, watching his every move. Then a thought crossed his mind, she was looking at him almost sensually. Greg blushed at the idea and brought his focus back to teaching. He was embarrassed to be thinking that his favorite teacher wanted him in a sexual way. Then again, that thought had crossed his mind before and he had even wanted her like that on multiple occasions.

"You okay Greg? You seem a little distracted." Tim said as they hit another problem spot in the music.

"Sorry guys, it's just one of those days." He replied nervously as he became aroused at the thought of his teacher.

Trying to take his mind off of Ms. Woods, he went back to teaching his bass section. Time seemed to have completely disappeared before the class hour was almost to an end and the weekend drew nearer. Ms. Woods gave him one last look before she went and gathered the other sections back into the choir room to prepare them to perform the piece that was to be finished for their final concert coming up.

"Greg, please sing the solo in the beginning from now on." Ms. Woods instructed.

Some of the animals awed that they didn't get the solo, but most others kept quiet as Ms. Woods began the song. Greg was never nervous about singing a solo, but for some reason he could feel an imaginary spotlight casting its bright light on him and Ms. Woods. She wasn't looking at the music, but right at him with her beautiful eyes as he began to sing. She was biting her lower lip lightly as he howled out the song's beautiful melody, her mind in a complete trance. She never imagined herself falling in love with her star student over the four years they had known each other, but he was young, handsome, and very mature. He was everything she wished for, but the fact that he was a wolf meant he might not want a doe for his mate, an old one at that.

So what if she was almost thirty-eight, single, and a mother to a bastard daughter. Those were only a few small things compared to what a true lover would want. She came back from her daydream and finished the song with a wonderful cord, letting the sweet harmonies ring throughout the air. She sat on the piano's bench staring at Greg in his seat who did nothing but return the favor. The final bell rang and soon everyone left the room with excitement for the weekend, except Greg and Ms.Woods. They sat there in awkward silence staring at each other for the next minute or two until every animal had left the room. Greg finally began;

"So what did you need help with Ms. Woods?" Greg asked almost anxious of the answer he could get.

She got up and left the room, making sure no one was around in the hallways to see or hear her future plans before coming back and closing the door. She then walked to her desk and started to clear some old papers off of it as Greg sat still in his chair, watching his teacher work.

"I wanted to ask you about your personal life, you seemed kind of down lately. And if you could possibly help me with some music later?" She said as she continued to clean off her desk.

"Personal life?" He asked cautiously.

"You know, friends, family, activities, love life... that kind of stuff. You seemed like something was bothering you a lot today." Ms. Woods said as she leaned against her newly cleaned desk.

"You're one to talk..." He thought quietly to himself.

"My life is okay I suppose, nothing new or exciting. My friends are all planning on taking a senior road trip at the end of this year, so I'll just be home for the summer." Greg said as he relaxed in his chair.

"Well that sounds like fun. How's the family?" She asked.

"Mom's doing all right, dad's gone like usual, and all my siblings are off and doing their own thing. I did start trying to compose music though! Only simple things so far, but soon I will get better with more practice." Greg said very proudly.

"Maybe you could show it to me sometime! Any news about your love life?" Ms. Woods asked as if she was very eager for a response.

"Suffering. It's hard to find a girl that has some sort of high intellectual and maturity level in high school, especially a wolf. My last mate was a child." He replied sadly.

"I'm sorry to hear that Greg, but why a wolf if I may ask?" She said almost scared of his response.

"Well I'd like to start a family of my own someday, and I don't know if I want to mix blood to make hybrids just yet. Anyway, What music did you need help on?" He said quickly trying to change the subject.

"Well come over here and I'll show you!" She said while grinning to herself.

Greg walked over to her smiling as she pulled out a piece of music from behind her curvy figure. What happened next sent Greg into a daze. As he reached for the paper, she dropped the music and pulled his arm with incredible force, locking her sweet lips with him passionately. He was surprised at first, but soon found enjoyment as he watched her eyes close and her long lashes flutter. He felt her tongue enter his mouth, and quickly he pulled away from her.

"I'm sorry! I, I got carried awa..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Greg had already put his black paws around her waist and pulled her in to kiss her again. He didn't care if she was a mom or old enough to be his mother, he was attracted to her for who she was, and she knew that.

"Ms. Woods, I've always felt love for you, I just didn't know how you would feel about hearing it come from one of your students." Greg said as he broke the kiss.

"Call me Cathy Greg, you've known me long enough. I've felt love for you too, but I was afraid I might scare you if I advanced. But seeing how we both feel for each other, I want you to make music with me, a different kind of music." Cathy said hinting him on flirtatiously.

"I know what you mean, and I'd love to." Greg replied as he looked into her eyes.

His paws slowly slid down to the front of her waist and eagerly undid her red sash. Letting the silk ribbon fall to the floor, his paws began to unzip the front of her skirt as she unbuttoned her blouse from top to bottom. He slowly pulled down her skirt to find her bare white fur, fluffy tail, and wonderful aroused sex completely exposed to his lustful eyes. His mind began to think about Brittney coming from this beautiful doe, and surprisingly he found it more erotic to think of her more as a mother.

"No panties?" Greg asked as he quickly removed his hoodie and T-shirt.

"No bra either..." Cathy replied as she kicked off her skirt and dropped her blouse to the ground.

She pushed herself up onto the desk as he slipped out of his pants and boxers, revealing his already massive cock to her wanting blue eyes. He gently laid his paws on her meaty thighs as he began to lick the tips of her beautiful, flawless breasts. Cathy began to moan lightly as he moved from one nipple to the other, teasing her tender nipples and feeling nothing but pleasure. Cathy was already horny for him from the moment class started, but having Greg tease her nipples was just extra pleasure.

"Make some music down there Greg..." She begged softly.

Greg knelt down on the white tiled floor and breathed in the wonderful scent coming from between her legs. His muzzle inched its way between her, and without hesitation, he let out one big lick from the base of her slit to the very top with his soft tongue. She took in a big breath as his warm, wet tongue tickled her sensitive opening that hadn't seen action in years. She placed her cloven hand on the top of his head, tracing patterns in his long black fur as he nibbled her tenderly. Greg continued to lap at her sex, enjoying the taste of her sweet juices as she became more aroused by the minute. His tongue pushed its way deep into her love tunnel, extracting soft moans from his teacher, his lover. He felt his tongue being clamped by her inner muscles as he wiggled around inside of her, slipping out and flicking her clit.

"I want you in me Greg, I want everything you have to offer." Cathy moaned lustfully as her breathing grew heavy.

"Oh you'll get it I promise..." He said as he came up on her and positioned his throbbing cock between her legs.

She scooted herself closer to the edge of the desk and laid on her back, letting Greg rest his fully erect cock at her awaiting and wet pussy. He lifted her legs up and rested her hooves on his shoulder as she held open her love tunnel with two fingers. Greg let out a soft grunt as his dripping cock slowly guided its way between her warm, moist folds.

"Oh it's been so long..." Cathy moaned out.

Greg couldn't agree more. After he had broken up with his mate four months ago, he hadn't even bothered trying to find a new mate. Greg just smiled to her and let her tense and relax as she took in all eight inches of his cock. His tail began to wag from side to side as he began pumping into her at a gentle pace, feeling jolts of pleasure ripple throughout his body at her warmth and tightness. Her soft, bushy tail was flicking right under his sack, making him even more lustful than ever. He began ramming his hips into hers as he picked up his pace, holding her legs in place as she played with her breast and slit at the same time. Cathy was trying her hardest not to moan loudly because other classrooms were close to hers and there might still be teachers in them. She was also trying not to peak her orgasm so soon, but he was so amazing so far and she hadn't had sex in twelve years. As she looked into his dark blue eyes she just couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Oh god I'm going to cum!" She panted out.

Greg pulled out of her just in time to place his muzzle between her exploding pussy. Licking her sensitive clit, her juices shot out into his awaiting mouth as he lapped up every last drop of her sweet nectar. Greg however, was nowhere near finished with her. He climbed on the desk next to her and patted her to jump on as she slowly regained her breath. She was panting somewhat heavily now, but she climbed over him, holding his cock with one hand and placing it at her entrance once again. Cathy lowered herself onto his hard cock, swallowing it to the very hilt as she began gently bouncing up and down on his still throbbing erection. Her ample bust bounced freely as she swallowed him whole again and again, drawing soft moans from her new, young lover. Greg was moaning quite loudly as his teacher's love tunnel grasped his sporting tightly, which surprised him considering he was having sex with a mother. He reached for his teacher's soft breasts and rubbed her light pink nipples gently, amazed at how firm they were. With Cathy's sexual skills, It didn't take long before he too was sent over the edge.

"Oh Cathy yes! Fuck me hard!" Greg begged like a little puppy.

"Oh Greg, I want you to cum in me! I'm not in heat so don't worry." Cathy assured as she leaned down to kiss him before resuming.

She started slamming her weight onto his hips, causing both of them to moan from the intense pleasures they were receiving. It wasn't long before Greg's panting increased, and he grunted as he latched onto her hips, sending wave after wave of hot cum into her wanting pussy. She arched her back, letting Greg eye all of her luscious curves as she felt her womb become saturated with his warm seed.

"Oh Greg... Fill me up with every drop!" She panted out in pure lust.

As Greg slowly regained his breath, she crawled off of him and bent over her desk, letting some of his cum seep out of her onto the floor as she awaited more penetration. Greg hopped off the desk somewhat tired, but ready to unleash another round into her. He lifted her soft, bushy tail to reveal her soaking wet pussy just waiting for more action from her new lover. Greg took his still hard cock and rubbed the head of it around her wet pussy until he stuffed it right back in to her familiar warmth. Both of their fur was completely soaked from sweat, but they continued to show each other the love they begged for for the next twenty or so minutes. He was going soft and slow now, holding onto her breasts and playing with her tender nipples as he slid in and out of her abused sex. They were moaning together as Greg held on to her, both happy to have a mate after being alone for so long.

"Finish me off Greg, I'm getting close." Cathy panted as her curly blond hair bounced to his thrusting.

"Anything for you, Cathy my love." He replied before kissing her back.

He gave her a quick slap to her ass and began pumping faster, feeling her warm insides still grip onto his sporting. Her beautiful voice moaning from his strength made him pound against her until he felt the pressure in his balls build up once again. She was getting close to yet another climax, so she began to grip both hands on to the desk as she looked into his eyes. He slipped his paws down to her waist and held her tightly in place as his second wave of cum flooded her body. Once feeling herself filled by his seed, she too released her orgasm, gripping even harder onto the desk as some of her juices leaked from between his cock. Greg collapsed on top of her, panting into her furred ear as his cock slowly became limp.

"That, was, wonderful Greg." She panted as she poured her heart out for him.

"You are, absolutely amazing Cathy." Greg panted back as he tried to regain his breath.

Cathy wrapped her arms around his body as he breathed on top of her, kissing his cheek endlessly as he continued to hold on to his new lover. He eventually pulled out of her and embraced her once she stood up, letting most of their love making juices fall to the tiled floor. Her soft, yet soaked brown fur clung to his as he held her back to his chest. He rested his head over her shoulder as she smiled to her new lover, almost not wanting to ever let go. Once they regained their breath, Cathy slid her cloven hands down to meet Greg's paws.

"We can't tell anyone about this okay? It has to be our secret or else I could lose my job." Ms. Woods said softly into his ear.

"I promise, you won't have to worry at all." He replied reassuring her.

"Brittney won't be home until late tonight. You can come over and freshen up at my place if you want. Maybe we can have dinner together too?" She asked as she cleaned up their mess on the floor and gathered her clothes.

"I would love to Cathy. My mothers accepted the fact that I'm a grown wolf and have my own schedule, she won't complain." Greg replied as he kissed her cheek and gathered his clothes.

They embraced each other one last time before quickly throwing on their clothes. Greg waited by the door as she tidied up the room, smiling to himself that he had found a new lover he had been eagerly waiting for. Cathy finished cleaning up and met Greg at the door with a kiss before ushering him to leave first. When she locked the door and turned around, she was met by a fellow teacher's voice calling out to her. Her heart began to beat faster as she figured they had been caught.

"Staying here late are you Cathy? It's the weekend! You should be relaxing and having fun!" her fellow faculty member called out.

"I just had to help my student with a song is all! I will have fun this weekend, I promise!" Cathy called back before pointing towards the exit with her eyes to Greg.

As soon as the other teacher turned down a different hallway, they left the school walking close to one another, happy with their new blossoming love and looking forward to dinner later that night.

End