Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2016 13:36:56 -0500
From: Ronnie Larson <hardlyone22@gmail.com>
Subject: Ariana and her Piano Teacher 1

Ariana and Her New Piano Teacher - 1
By Charlize

When Ariana's piano teacher opened the door to her studio she had a funny
feeling in the pit of her stomach.  She had been taking lessons for a few weeks
now and she really liked her teacher, Ms. Stewart.  Or, Suzanne, as Ms. Stewart
whispered in her ear at the end of last week's lesson.

Just a week ago Ariana had boys on her mind. Rather, she had Dylan Tompkins on
her mind.  Ariana was very popular in school with her sunny disposition and great
looks.  She had deep brown eyes and chestnut hair that framed her angular face. Her
full lips contrasted sharply with her supermodel build: tall and thin.
Yet, as gorgeous as she was (and of that her friends reminded her daily), Ariana was a regular kid.
She love sports and hanging out with her friends.

She and Dylan began dating the summer before her sophomore year at
Dexter High. He had been in her art class freshmen year and was a big flirt.  He
finally asked her to the Sadie Hawkins dance. Which of course was hilarious
because the girls are supposed to ask the guys. Anyway, they went and had a
great time. They actually double dated with Dylan's older brother and his date
Ashleigh and made out in the back seat furiously on the way home.

However, Ironically (or conveniently, perhaps), she started to drift away from Dylan.
Anway, he seemed to take up with a junior in one of his classes.

But then she started piano lessons. With Suzanne.

Her mother could play a bit and ever since she could remember, Ariana loved to
sit on her mom's lap while she played Sound of Music tunes.  Ariana came home
from school one October day and announced that she wanted to learn piano, to
really learn how to play.

So her mother asked a few of her friends and came up with a short list. At the top
of said list was Suzanne Stewart.

Suzanne was stunning:  dark brown hair, doe eyes and beautiful full lips. And, of
course, she had a beautiful figure to match.  And beautiful olive skin.

Ariana thought she was so beautiful that she was a bit nervous and intimidated.
During their first lesson, Ariana stole a look at her teacher at every opportunity.
When Suzanne bent over to pick up a book Ariana caught a glimpse of what
looked like satin panties under her skirt. Her heart literally skipped a beat.

"Are you Ok?" asked Suzanne gently, turning back to the keyboard and breaking
Ariana's stare, fully aware of what had just transpired.

"Um, yeah, great," struggled Ariana.

Suzanne patted Ariana gently on her right thigh as she sat beside her to continue
the lesson.  "OK, then why don't we get into some JS Bach now?" she suggested.

That night Ariana masturbated furiously, the vision of Suzanne's red silk panties
dancing through her mind.  Suzanne was fifteen and only vaguely aware of girls
who liked girls. But she knew she really liked Suzanne and wanted to be with her.

During a quick break during her third lesson Ariana blurted out, "so is there a Mr.
Stewart?"

Suzanne purred,  "Hmm, not anymore."

"Well you're so beautiful Ms. Stewart, I'm sure you have a boyfriend or two."

"O, thank you Ariana- you too.  But what makes you so sure?"

"Well it just makes sense."

"Honestly, I recently broke up with my girlfriend," confided Suzanne. "I hope you
can appreciate that.  Ariana I think you're very, very cute and very adult too.  And
I hope that talking about our boyfriends and girlfriends is something special,
something just between us here in my apartment."

Ariana nodded nervously.

And those words hung in the air. Suzanne happened to be standing behind Ariana
and, after what seemed like two eternities, place her hand on Ariana's right
shoulder. Ariana shuddered, catching her breath. To this day she relishes the
memory of the thrill of that moment, that instant. She caught her breath and
turned her head toward Suzanne.

Her teacher leaned over and lightly brushed the hair away from Ariana's face.
"Are you OK?" She whispered into her pupil's ear.

Ariana nodded her head quickly and with her eyes closed, shifted again toward
her teacher and tilted her head up in expectation of the one thing that every cell
in her being longed for:  the kiss.

And just then Suzanne was leaning in and pressed her plump lips over Ariana's.
Ariana kissed back eagerly.

Suzanne sat down beside Ariana and hugged her.  She briefly looked in her eyes
and then, with great lust, planted her lips on her student's. Tongue found tongue
and time stopped.  Ariana moaned, feeling her mouth flood with saliva and her
womanhood go completely hot and sticky.

When they came up for air Ariana gasped, "O my God, you have no idea...since
that first lesson I..."

"Hush my darling. I've wanted this too since I met you."

Suzanne had lusted after her pupil and for her this was also a fantasy realized.
After cupping Ariana's right breast and finding no resistance, she reached under
her shirt and, to her delight, found that she had no bra that day.  She squeezed
her perfect C cup, releasing and lightly pinching the nipple and then returning to
fondle those perfect orbs.

Ariana was moaning into Suzanne's mouth. Boys had always been so aggressive
and sometimes rough and Suzanne was slow and gentle and really knew what she
was doing. She followed her teacher's lead and with both hands squeezed
Suzanne's breasts. If Ariana was a bit unsure about how much Suzanne wanted
her she was clear about one thing: she could think of being nowhere else in the
world at that moment. She was besotted with Suzanne's smell, her lips, her body.

And as for Suzanne, the very thought of a gorgeous fifteen-year old nymph squeezing
her breasts transported her. She moaned loudly, "Uggghh."

With that she reached into Ariana's shorts and rubbed her vagina through the
cotton panties. Again Ariana moaned and kissed with even more urgency.
Encouraged, Suzanne pushed the panties down a bit and stuck her long tapered
middle finger deep into Ariana.

"My God she's soaked," thought Suzanne.

Ariana was nearly unconscious with pleasure and lust. When Suzanne began to
rub her clit with her thumb while gently moving first the one finger then two
fingers in and out of her womanhood, Ariana began trembling involuntarily.  Her
breathing was ragged and she felt hot everywhere.  Clinging tightly to her mentor
her head jerked back and unintelligible sounds burst forth.

"I'm cummeee," she babbled incoherently.  "Ugggghhh."

Suzanne joined in her climax, kissing her deeply, heightening Ariana's
sexual release.  Ariana's head fell into Suzanne's breast and her teacher held her
tight.

After what seemed like hours Suzanne brushed hair away from Ariana's ear and
whispered, "Methinks someone really, really liked `cummeee'."

Ariana giggled, then moaned,  "Ahh, so this is it. O My fucking God. Ohhh..".  The
thought crossed her mind that she'd love to ask her teacher if she could move in.

"Crazy thought...where did that come from?" she asked herself.  "I must be in
love."