Date: Tue, 6 Sep 2016 10:03:00 -0500
From: Ronnie Larson <hardlyone22@gmail.com>
Subject: Ariana and Her New Piano Teacher - 3

Ariana and Her New Piano Teacher - 3

Ariana lay in bed daydreaming about what it might be like to marry Suzanne
and set up house. She smiled, knowing that the idea was absurd but yummy
nonetheless.  As visions of lovemaking danced through her head she inserted
two fingers in her pussy and reveled in her wetness.

"Uhhh," she murmured. "Suzanne!"  She didn't cum but it didn't matter.  She
was adrift in a sea of pleasure and relaxation.

While she worked on dinner, Suzanne fantasized about the potential of a
relationship with Ariana.  "My God that chick is gorgeous," she thought.
"She's very mature for her age, but I am 25...a bit of a difference.  Maybe
it could work. For now I'll have to be her piano teacher too."

She was also a bit concerned about the legal status of their situation. The
age of consent in Massachusetts was sixteen- not that she had had reasons
to keep up with that type of information- it had simply come up in
conversation recently with some friends.  She thought that Ariana had told
her that her birthday was in about two weeks.  She resolved to talk to her
lover about it soon.

She loved to cook, a passion she inherited from her mother.  While the
lasagna and garlic bread warmed in the oven, Suzanne puttered around the
kitchen tossing a salad and filling water glasses.

Ariana strolled into the kitchen wrapped in the comforter as Suzanne was
bent over the stove. Her hair was disheveled and she had a "freshly fucked"
relaxed countenance.  "O, those red panties again," she thought.

Suzanne had grabbed the first available briefs in the bathroom and, yes,
she too remembered the time when Ariana had swooned over her intentional
mooning at the piano.  A "Je t'aime Paris" t-shirt happened to be hanging
there too and she threw that on.  Of course she looked utterly natural- and
ravishing.

Suzanne stood up with the lasagna dish in hand and, setting it down, beheld
her naked lover.

Without saying a word she slowly enveloped Ariana with a warm hug and
kissed her lightly. Thinking that it was only a short "nice to see you
again babe" sort of kiss, she was pleasantly surprised once again when
Ariana pushed her to the counter and kissed her back hard.

"Wow she's a confident bitch," thought Suzanne.  "And so fucking
passionate."

They made out with an animal urgency. Ariana pulled her to the floor and
lay on top of her.

"Your turn," she cooed.

"But the dinner?" stuttered Suzanne

"The dinner can wait: this can't," said Ariana in a rather husky voice.

Suzanne stood and gladly turned off the oven and covered the lasagna,
Ariana clawing at her.  "Down girl, down girl," she giggled, playfully
slapping her hands away.  Ariana spread the comforter on the kitchen floor.
She pulled off those red panties and, inhaling their fragrances, set them
aside.  She hugged Suzanne and again pulled her to the floor and rolled her
onto her back, making sure she was comfy.

She spread Suzanne's legs and peered at the glorious feast. "Oh my God,
where to start? Wow." she thought to herself.

Suzanne's private area was neatly trimmed with her own sparse strip
pointing the way to the treasures below.  Already engorged, her vulva
gleamed with clear lubrication, beckoning the lover to indulge.  Ariana
felt her mouth watering.

Ariana had never been with a woman but she had masturbated to lesbian
porn. The first time she stumbled upon girl on girl action she was more
curious than anything.  Scrolling through scenes of young beauties making
love, she lay in bed for hours while her parents were out.  Without
realizing what was happening, Ariana was succumbing to her innermost
natural desires.

Watching one of the scenes she was vaguely aware that she had become very
wet.  The next scene featured two Italian- looking women (she was
mesmerized by their Mediterranean features) and she began masturbating in
rhythm to their lovemaking.  She replayed the scene while frigging herself
and cumming with a loud grunt.

Her interest in lesbian porn- both the romantic kissing sort and the more
intense lovemaking scenes - flourished while she was losing interest in
Dylan and, conveniently perhaps, just a couple months before she met
Suzanne.

Ariana was not very introspective but it did occur to her that the good
things she'd heard about Lesbianism might be true. While a few in her
social circle made "Lesbian jokes" from time to time, she knew several
Lesbians and they all seemed pretty normal.  They had a real energy about
them that most people lacked. She wasn't sure whence it sprang but found it
attractive.

And so she knew exactly what to do.  She licked and kissed all around
Suzanne's vagina, and blew little puffs of air as she passed over it. When
she could no longer hold back she lowered her entire mouth to the pulsating
vagina so as to swallow it whole.  Holding that orifice in her mouth, she
ran her tongue up and down the length of the vulva.  She looked up to check
Suzanne's reaction and just then Suzanne lifted her head and peered deep
into Ariana's eye.  She didn't smile; she didn't need to.

"Oh yeah, that's my baby gal," meowed Suzanne. "Oh yeah, I want more of
that baby."  She placed her hands on Ariana's shoulders to reinforce the
urgency of that moment and her need.

With Suzanne's encouragement, Ariana's tongue began swimming in that pool
of sex and love otherwise known as an excited woman's vagina. Suzanne was
already very wet and it made licking and sucking her pussy very easy.  Her
tongue darted in and out of that molten tunnel.

Suzanne's clit was now partially exposed from its hood. About the size of a
large peanut, it was actually bright pink and fascinated Ariana. She
swirled her tongue around the base of it for a while and then started
sucking it. By keeping her mouth clamped around it, she created a vacuum
with her sucking and pulled the tiny member into her mouth.  While sucking
she played with it, brushing her tongue back and forth.

Sensing Suzanne's pleasure and impending orgasm, she instinctually doubled
down on her sucking and licking. Her intensity did not abate and she
actually felt that Suzanne's clit had withdrawn. But she continued to suck
it and roll it over her lover's pubic bone. She looked back to Suzanne's
face and saw that she was breathing hard and was flush, perspiration
forming on her brow.

Suzanne bellowed, "Fuck," and reached for Arianna's hair. This time she was
a bit rough, holding Ariana's mouth to the fire, as it were. For her part,
Ariana hardly noticed. A sense of always being there, of being made to
enjoy the love of a woman came over her. They were really two beautiful
animals in heat. It had been a while for Suzanne and Ariana was scratching
a deep itch.

 Suzanne stiffened.

"Oh," she grunted. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Uggghh".  She came with such
violence that her legs clamped down on Ariana's head.  Ariana was a bit
shocked at first but her fear turned to joy when Suzanne's fluid gushed
from her vagina.  She reflexively tasted and swallowed quite a bit, her
head still fixed between those buttery thighs. Ariana could see Suzanne's
head twisting from side to side and her mouth babbling incoherently.

As that excitement of her massive climax ebbed, Suzanne's legs fell limp.
Ariana took a break too, kissing her way up to Suzanne's face with a mouth
full of pussy juice.  While they kissed deeply, she rubbed her crotch
steadily over Suzanne's left leg. They were both silent, living in the
moment.  They tenderly planted little kisses all over each other.

In the afterglow Suzanne's mind wandered back to her first lovers.  "Hmm,
those were wonderful times" she thought.

"Gawd, Cary and I no idea what we were doing.  Oh, but we figured it out
for sure.  How could a tender flower such seem like such an experienced
dyke?  How did she just drop into my life like this? What the hell!"

 "Hey love, when is your birthday again?" asked Suzanne.


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