Tits for Tats and Toots of Love, a short story by larkinwilliamson. Date added: 2012-03-14. Times viewed: 2403.
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- Intro: M/F A trombone player meets up with a beautiful violinist. Teasing,playful sex,instrument sex,oral sex,love,lovers,1930s,recording,jazz,trombone,violin,musicians,Richmond,Indiana,Leland Hotel,Gennet studios,Starr Records
Doc Ranes was the first to show up at the Gennet Recording Studio rehearsal room. He had just taken his trombone from the case when he noticed a very pretty brunette walk in, packing her violin case and a bundle of sheet music.
Doc smiled and introduced himself. She returned a smile and gave him her first name,Jane. As Jane bent over and placed her violin case in a chair to open it, Doc's eyes were glued to her bottom. He couldn't pass up making a wolf call with his trombone.
Jane straightened up, sawed a low note on her violin and rolled her eyes. She placed her music on a music stand...without looking at him, she said said,"I've heard of you, a Jazz player...I don't care much for Jazz."
Doc grinned and said,"Well...Miss Jane, a dame who doesn't mention her last name...I can play any kind of music...I've played on hundreds of recordings because I simply happen to be the best."
Jane rolled her eyes again, saying,"I only reveal my last name to gentlemen....and....as for your talents, I couldn't care less."
Doc grinned and started blowing a Russian death march song as Jane began tuning her instrument. Jane plucked her strings a few times and turned the keys. She suddenly stomped her foot and said with an angry tone,"I can not tune my instrument with you making noise!"
Doc apologized with a laugh and said,"OK princess, I'll just practice my arm in sweet silence. Doc began moving his trombone slide and dancing around Jane. She ignored him and played her violin.
Doc playfully danced up close to her and moved the slide to bump her right elbow on purpose. The slide slipped beneath her elbow and raked across her breast. Doc froze as the end hooked her...with the spit valve at her cleavage.
Jane also froze and instantly gave him a stare that would make a king tremble. Doc slowly pulled the slide and it raked back across her breast. Jane took a deep breath as Doc stood nervously waiting for her to scream!
Jane calmly laid her violin in the case and stepped directly in front of Doc. She surprisingly smiled. Doc thought he was going to be slapped. Jane put the tip of her bow on the right side of Doc's face. She slid it down his neck, chest and stomach.
She slid it down the front of his hip...then down his leg to his knee. She slowly moved it up...inside his leg to his crotch. She forced it up tight and moved forward. She slid the bow all the way to her hand.
She pushed upwards into his crotch...moved her face close to his and softly said,"I can play this instrument far better than you...sad...you'll never get to feel my lips on it."
Doc stared at her delicious, full, red lipstick covered lips as she blew him a pouting kiss. Jane pulled back and sawed the bow hard...upwards between his legs. She turned, stiffened and briskly walked to her music stand.
Doc was speechless as he watched her pick up her violin and begin practicing. Another musician came in and within moments, the rehearsal room was filled. Jane was the only woman in the room and all of the men noticed her curves under her little black dress.
All of the musicians were happy to have work in January of 1930. The past year was the Stock Market crash, murders on Valentines day and just a bad, bad time. Recording on Starr records was fine for the fame but the pay was what got them to the next gig.
Doc had a hard time getting his mind off of what Jane did but he made it through the recordings while often glancing at her. Jane had finished her part of the recordings and left an hour before Doc was done. Doc wanted desperately to talk with her but it was out of the question around his fellow male musicians.
Doc was thirty one years old and had been with many kinds of women. No woman had ever treated him like Jane did. The 25 year old, five foot six inch brunette had whittled down a six foot, blond haired, blue eyed bad boy to a cuddle puppy begging for attention. He just could not get her off his mind for a second.
When the recordings were over, the producer came in the studio and announced a party for the musicians at the Leland Hotel. Doc already had a room on the fifth floor of the Leland. He hoped he might catch Jane at the party.
Doc left the studio with other musicians and walked a few blocks to the hotel. The party didn't start until nine, so he had a couple of hours to relax in his room. Doc sat in a chair by the window and watched the snowfall in the Richmond, Indiana city lights.
Jane was on his mind and thoughts of her were traveling through every nerve of his body...every nerve. He got up and took his trombone from the case and started to play. Flashes of Jane sizzled in his mind with each movement of the slide.
Frustrated...he tossed the trombone on the bed and left his room to hit the party early. He took the elevator down to the lobby and noticed a few men carrying around drinks. The party had started a little early. Doc went in the ballroom straight to the bar. He ordered a whiskey on ice and turned to scan the small crowd for Jane.
By the fifth drink and midnight....still no sign of Jane. Doc asked a few fellow musicians if they had seen, "The pretty little violin player,"....all remembered her but hadn't seen her. Doc finished his last drink and decided to return to his room.
As he stepped off of the elevator, he caught a glimpse of a woman turn the corner. Doc shouted out,"Jane...Jane!" She came back around the corner and saw it was Doc. Jane smiled and said,"Well hello Mr' trombone...I take it you went to the party?"
Doc blushed a little and said,"Yeah...yeah....why weren't you there?" Jane replied,"I fell asleep in my nice hot...turned cold bath....I was going there now but it's probably almost over." Jane looked down at a bottle of wine in her hand and then back up at Doc, saying,"I don't like the view in my room...care to have a drink at your view?"
Doc grinned wide and happily said,"The view of downtown lights through the snow out of my window are sure to make you smile." Jane walked towards him smiling and they walked down the hall to Doc's room.
As Doc fumbled with the lock, he asked Jane,"Your last name, what is your last name?" Jane smiled and said,"I never tell my last name on the first date." As Doc opened the door, he chuckled and said,"Well at least tell me your middle name." Jane giggled and said,"Jane is my middle name."
Doc turned the light on and walked towards the window. He turned around as Jane was taking off her high heels. She place both high heels on the bedside table...handed Doc the wine and said,"Pour us a drink."
Doc twisted the cork loose from the bottle as Jane went to the window and said,"Yes...this is much better...beautiful night." Doc, in a confused tone said,"I don't have any glasses or cups to drink from." Jane didn't even turn around while saying,"My shoes will do fine."
Doc gave her a strange look, shrugged his shoulders and poured both shoes half full of wine. He handed her a shoe and held the other one up, saying,"A toast to musicians...may we never find a real job!"
They each spilled a little wine as they tapped the shoes together and sipped away. Doc thought of how erotic it was to sip wine from her high heel shoe. Her every move was with grace and even her voice was like sweet music.
Jane looked and saw that Doc's trombone was laying on the bed. She put her shoe down on the table...took his right hand....gently kissed it and said,"Play for me Doc." Her kiss was like a sexy sting...rendering Doc to obey her every wish. He didn't say a word...he picked up his trombone and began playing an old blues tune.
Jane climbed on the bed and rested on her knees. She said in a commanding but calm tone,"Kneel by the bed and play to me Doc." Doc did as she said and played while moving the slide back and forth...pointed at her.
Jane moved toward him and said,"I'll sing and you follow what I sing." Jane started singing,"Play me baby...play, play me baby." Doc followed her note for note. He swallowed hard when he saw her begin raising her dress. She slowly lifted it...revealing her garter belt and then her pink panties.
She folded her dress above her hips and grabbed onto the trombone slide. She positioned it between her legs and began singing again,"Play me baby." Doc was dumbfounded and excited at the same time, but he played on. Jane licked her lips as the cool brass raked across her inner thighs.
As Doc played...she tapped it up higher until it met the crevice of her panties. Doc knew what she wanted and he began moving the slide back, forth and upwards. He saw the shining brass glide beneath her as her singing became mixed with little moans.
She suddenly growled,"Take your clothes off Doc, take your clothes off...now!" Doc tossed the trombone on the bed and couldn't get his clothes off fast enough! He watched Jane unzip the side of her dress, remover her garter, stockings, panties and bra. She was breathtaking!
She hoped off the bed and guided him down on the rug. Doc was a bit confused...he thought he would be on top of her...not the other way around? Jane grabbed his hard flesh and placed the head inside her. She lowered herself slowly as Doc couldn't help raising up to her.
Jane bit her bottom lip as she felt his thick, long member slide into her soft,moist and warm depth. She dug her fingernails into his sides and began humping slowly. She lowered her face next to his and whispered,"Be a stallion...buck me off if you can?"
Her challenge drove him wild! Doc began humping upwards as he fondled her erect nipples with his fingers. She grabbed his hands and commanded him to pinch her breasts harder. Jane's moans began turning into muffled squeals. Doc grabbed her arms just above her elbows to hold her down and began ramming upwards!
Jane clawed at his hips as she wiggled her bottom...making open mouth moans. Suddenly she tensed up, screamed and trembled wildly! Doc felt her vagina tighten on him and release a warm gush...then a soaking flow as she quaked in sweet release! She collapsed on him and started biting his neck as she humped and made muffled screams to the last of her fluttering orgasms.
At the same time...Doc was feeling his first seeping of semen. As Jane trembled...Doc raised up one last time and exploded inside her! One long pump forced out a stream and a quivering scream that lowered to a satisfied growl. Doc was panting and Jane was kissing his neck. She whispered in a sexy moan,"I loved that."
Doc moaned back,"Me too." As the night went on, Jane and Doc walked to her room...naked...wrapped in a blanket to get her violin. She insisted that she play her instrument for Doc the way he played for her. With her mouth and her bow...she gave Doc the performance of his life!
It was 5:30 in the morning when they finally cuddled together on the bed to fall asleep. Doc felt tears on his chest and softly asked Jane,"What's wrong?" As he wiped her tears away, she said in a hurting tone,"This is a beautiful feeling...I've been hurt bad Doc...I've been hurt really bad."
Doc stroked her hair and said,"Let's just sleep on it baby...yes...it is beautiful, you are the most amazing woman I've ever met." In a few more words...they drifted off to sleep.
Doc woke up and the sun was glaring in the window, blinding his eyes. He stumbled to shut the curtain. He turned to see that Jane was gone. It was as if his heart dropped into hell when he saw the bathroom light wasn't on and her violin case was gone from the desk.
The empty wine bottle was on the desk. He noticed the bottle was on top of a piece of paper. Jane had left a note. Doc took the note...went back to the bed to read it. The note read,"Doc, if you want to spend a lifetime with me...play me a song on the E street bridge at 3:00 this afternoon. If you don't...play me a song sometime on a snowy night, love Jane"
For the first time since Doc was just a boy...he cried. His tears covered her note as he read it over and over. Doc suddenly sprung up, wrapped a blanket around him and sprinted to Jane's room! He banged on the door and shouted her name but got no answer.
Fellow musicians and others came out in the hall, scolding Doc for shouting. A motel servant informed Doc that the young lady had already left. Doc ran back to his room and got dressed. He looked at his watch and saw that it was already 1:30 in the afternoon. He didn't even know where the E street bridge was.
Jane stood in the shadows beneath the bridge by a pillar. She looked at her watch and saw it was almost 3:00. Then it was 3:01...and then 3:02. Tears formed in her eyes as the light snow fell. She began walking towards her car when she heard a shout! It was Doc's voice...screaming,"Jane...I love you!"
Then she heard the most amazing thing! A whole band was performing,"Play me baby...play, play me baby!" She ran from under the bridge to see Doc in the middle at the top...blowing his trombone like never before! She cried...shouted up to him,"I love you too....my last name is!" Doc cut her off by shouting,"The last name you're going to have is...Jane Ranes!"
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