The Apple... Ch. 05

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

Chapter 5

Belching loudly, Sarah rubbed her belly in satisfaction. "Jules honey, may I be the first to congratulate you. You've passed your audition and you're hired as our resident chef. I almost said 'cook', but this vegetable stew was so fine, chefs would kill to know your recipe."

Juliette gave her a curtsy. "Thank you for your kind words, but I have no merit. There is no recipe." She couldn't help grinning at the look of stupefaction on both women's faces. "Truly. It's a variation of my mother's perpetual soup. I call it a 'whatever stew'. You start with some basic principles and add whatever is at hand and looks good."

Arianna was proud of her lover, but Sarah was stunned at the simplicity of her explanation. "Surely there is more to it than simply throwing things together and hoping it comes out good."

"Of course there is. Remember the basic principles I mentioned. Beyond those, you trust your taste and your instincts. Also, I've had lots and lots of practice. When you cook for a poor family of fifteen where nothing gets thrown away if there is any way to avoid it, you quickly learn to avoid mistakes otherwise you end up with twelve siblings hating you for making them eat something that tasted bad."

"To think I spent two years dating a pastry chef just so he would teach me some of his skills." Sarah went on, shaking her head. "And I suppose you are as good at pastry making as you are at preparing stew."

Juliette laughed. "Even my mother says that my pie crusts are the flakiest as she's ever eaten. Once, at a family gathering, we had a contest between five of my cousins' doughs and mine. Guess who won?"

"Of course, you did." Sarah said in disgust. "Say. If you ever get tired of this grinning fool over there, I'm available."

Both women laughed at her antics, not believing her offended act for a moment. Sarah milked her performance for a minute more before joining the hilarity.

"Well, if you both will excuse me, I will retire to my den. I only had a nap this afternoon when you went to the market and the last two nights of partying with little sleep are catching up to me. Good night ladies."

"Good night Sarah!"

"Good night roomie!"

Juliette looked at Arianna. "What do you say we do the dishes and retire to your bedroom for some rest and relaxation?"

"Though the suggestion has merit, let me think on it for a moment." Arianna answered, which earned her a towel in the face and a loving kiss on the lips.

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After making sure the doors were locked, the women retired to Arianna's room where they embraced tenderly and kissed deeply.

When they came up for air, Arianna took Juliette's face in her hand and looked in her eyes. "Allow me to undress you, then I will show you something I hope you will enjoy."

And she did just that.

Running her hands through Juliette's hair, she kissed her tenderly on the lips. As her fingers gave her lover a gentle scalp massage, she rained light kisses all over her face, before moving to her ears, probing them with the tip of her tongue. She then laved and nibbled her neck and shoulders. At one point playfully taking her throat between her jaws and lightly closing her teeth on it as a she-wolf asserting her dominance, she elicited a whine from Juliette which surprised Arianna. 'Is she only enjoying the play or could she be a submissive?' She wondered. 'I will have to be careful or I may inadvertently crush her personality as she reacts spontaneously in a way she does not understand.'

Arianna proceeded to unbutton Juliette's shirt, kissing every inch of skin thus exposed. When she lowered the material from her shoulders, she did so slowly, following it with her caressing hands. Taking one arm in her hands, she kissed and licked her way from shoulder to fingertips, discreetly inhaling the feminine body odor from her armpit as she licked past it. She paid special attention to the inside of her elbow, stimulating the nerve bundles set in this sensitive area. As she got to Juliette's hand, she kissed, tongued and nibbled at her wrist, the palm of her hand and her fingers, finally taking each in her wet mouth and sucking it as erotically as she knew how. While she was seemingly making oral love to the digits, she kept her eyes locked with Juliette's.

Juliette had never felt so alive, so stimulated, so genuinely happy. As Arianna kissed and caressed her in such an unusual way, she could see in her face and manner that she really loved her body and found it attractive in all of its femininity. Though she could not have explained it, Juliette was having a profound paradigm shift. She went from seeing herself as an ordinary woman only meant to satisfy a man, to acknowledging the intrinsic glory of her feminine body with all the levels of pleasure it can give her. She came to see herself as a vessel of pleasure, waiting to be filled with bliss, yet recognizing that her function was also quench a lover's thirst, whomever he or she may be.

As Arianna switched to her other arm to treat it to the same loving but in reverse order, Juliette felt in inordinate level of pleasure rising in her sex and radiating through her lower body. 'How can this be? She is only sucking my fingers.' Then she remembered her lover's words. 'So, it is true. All the parts of my body are connected.'

Unlike the previous orgasms she had felt, this one did not hit her like an explosion, rather like an increasing pressure in her mind, fuelled by Arianna's caresses and her own body's passionate reaction. Her mind was not overwhelmed. It was filled to overflowing with joy, physical and emotional. She felt the roaring in her ears, but instead of a blinding white light, all she saw was her lover's eyes growing and growing as if she was falling into their bottomless depth.

Still caressing her hand, Arianna felt Juliette's body shiver, observed the flush descending from her face to color her chest almost to her fully erect nipples. She saw the ecstasy in her eyes. 'What a passionate woman this is. Can I give her the space she requires to grow when I feel my soul growing ever more intertwined with hers?'

Unlike the orgasms which had hit her like a ton of bricks and left her drained with contentment, the bliss remained at its high level, filling her with unbounded energy, until her lover's mouth returned to hers.

Most tenderly, Juliette cupped Arianna's face in slightly shaking hands and held it inches from her own, their eyes level. "I understand now. At first, it was just a new idea you talked about among many others since yesterday. I have found myself accepting them and making them my own without really understanding how or why I did it so effortlessly. Now I know. I love you Arianna Monroe. It's as if I was always meant to be in your life and you meant to be in mine. I feel as if I am now complete as I never was before. If I remember correctly, you called this being soul mates." Her eyes filled with tears of pure joy. "You are my Ari, my soul mate, my love, we are one now and forever." And she brought their lips together as their hearts and souls already were.

Arianna felt something break inside her in a resounding crash that shook her to the core. It was as if her heart was beating again after ages of being still. She felt tears flowing down her cheeks and falling on Juliette's face even as she smiled widely into the kiss. All the barriers she had erected around her inner self over years of pain and misery came down as love poured into her and her own heart reciprocated with a depth she did not know she had in her. "Juliette Hébert, I love you with all my heart. I am yours as you are mine. We are one and the Universe itself cannot deny it nor separate us. You are my Jules, my soul mate, my love, we are one now and forever."

Things degenerated from there. All thoughts of the sex game Ari had meant to play earlier gave way to the passion of two lovers applying sex as the most immediate expression of the deep love they both felt. They kissed, licked, nipped, caressed each other like there was no tomorrow, as if the present moment had to be engraved in history, or, at least, in their own history. Each wanted to express her love onto the other's body. Neither willing to relinquish her hold on the other. Which inevitably brought them head to toe, each with her face close to the other's sex.

As both were extremely aroused, their vaginas were overflowing with moisture. Jules found that she loved the sight of Ari's delicate sex. It was a dark pink, almost red with excessive blood flow, as she would later learn. For the moment, it was the most beautiful thing in the world to her. It seemed to pulsate with each beat of Ari's heart. She inhaled deeply at the scent of her womanhood, the musky aroma inflaming her already highly stimulated senses. It felt natural to her that she taste that which smelled so wonderful. Hooking her arms behind Ari's legs to tilt her pelvis so she could better reach her goal, she delicately dipped her tongue into the moist opening. Bringing it back to her mouth, she savoured the taste and found it very much to her liking, so she swung her tongue from one end of the gaping cleft to the other, licking as much of the love cream as she could.

When she found herself face to... sex with Jules, Ari also inhaled deeply of the delicious scent. She had always been secretly aroused by the various natural smells of the human body. Sweat on a lover's body was the best aphrodisiac to her. She was now discovering that it paled in comparison to Jules' feminine aroma. 'I could get addicted to this.' She thought with a grin.

Ari was still in her contemplation of Jules' vulva and salivating at her scent when her legs were pulled up, her thighs flat on her abdomen. 'What is the woman doing?' She wondered for the few seconds it took her lover to bring her tongue into action. "Oooooohhhh! Yesssssss! Hummmppphhh!" The last muffled as she applied her own mouth to her lover's quivering vulva, tasting in turn the sweet nectar copiously flowing from it. In her inflamed mind, she had a second of clarity. 'The taste is even better than the smell.' Then she was lost in lust.

The powerful feeling one felt echoed into the other's body and mind. The groans and squeals of pleasure reverberating in vulvae glued to mouths. When Jules felt Ari's tongue lash at her clitoris, she moved her mouth to Ari's own, sucking the inflamed love button, flicking her tongue over its tip.

The orgasm that had been building in both lovers soon reached a crescendo, launching both to the greatest heights of ecstasy, augmented by the love they had finally acknowledged.

When they recovered somewhat they turned around so they could again be face to face, embracing tenderly, each seeing the love and happiness in the other's eyes. Neither could later tell how long the moment lasted, but at one point, Ari lowered her eyes to Jules mouth and quietly laughed before licking her face, then her lips. "You had my love juice all over her face. I just had to clean you up."

Obviously, Jules felt it her duty to lick Ari's face clean in turn, which led to more love being demonstrated in such pedestrian fashion as the sharing of diverse body fluids, erotic physical stimulation and the ensuing ecstatic eruptions of pleasure.

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Much later, as they recovered from their delightful exertions, snuggling under blankets warmed by their sweating bodies, Ari said dreamingly, "Do you realize that we essentially just got married?"

"Yes my love. I've been married before, remember. I know wedding vows when I say and hear them. And what a glorious wedding night this is."

"I was just making sure you realized what we had done. I have been fighting with my sentiments for you since yesterday morning. I did not want to impose them on you because you said you wanted children and, obviously, I cannot make that happen for you."

Feeling the inner conflict in her lover, Jules looked her in the eye for a moment, expressing the depth of her love. Gently she kissed the sweet lips before returning her gaze up. "Really, my love, can you look in my eyes and believe for an instant that anything in the world would mean more to me than my love for you."

"No, but..."

"No buts about it, look into my eyes with your heart and answer me."

Tears of happiness freely flowing, Ari could not reply as a big lump had suddenly formed in her throat, so she responded the only way she could.

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"My love, it is you who is a bad influence on me. I am the insatiable one now. I cannot get enough of your beautiful body. Maybe I should be the high priestess to my goddess."

Giggling, Jules kissed Ari's silky hair as her head rested on her chest, pillowed on her breasts as it had been only the day before, if under different circumstances. "What would you say if we alternated the roles? It could be another fun game. One day, I am the goddess and you venerate and serve my every request. The next, I will abase myself and express my adoration in any way you may wish."

"What an imagination you have. I have a feeling that things are going to be lively around here. I think Sarah will meet her match when it comes to high jinks. Oh, I am going to love watching this unfold."

"Speaking of Sarah, what if we wake her up and tell her of our nuptials? I am bursting with the need to go out on the balcony in all my glorious nakedness and shout it to the world. Since that could be taken the wrong way by your neighbors, she is the obvious alternative."

"Let's not keep her in suspense any longer even if she does not know that she really wants to hear our good news."

Giggling at the terrible word play, they rushed to Sarah's room.

"Ari, what do you say we have a little fun with Sarah?" Jules said with a wicked grin.

"And just what do you have in that devious mind, my love?"

"Let's open the door quietly, slip under her covers without waking her and then gently bring her around before we spring the good news on her."

"Will you never cease to surprise me?"

"I most certainly hope not. I love you so and I promise to always find new and fun ways to show you just how much I do. Now, let's have some fun with Sarah."

"I love you too, my sweet Jules. Let us go for it."

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Though she had managed to get some sleep, Sarah had been awakened by the sounds of passion coming from down the hall. It is with a sweet feeling in her heart that she listened to the shared pleasure of the lovers. That sentiment deepened when she heard a change in the moans and cries as they took another timbre. She felt sure Jules and Ari had finally acknowledged what she had seen herself during the day. 'As improbable as their meeting was, it must have been decreed by the Fates themselves. I am so happy for Ari. She finally found the person she has been looking for all this time, even if she is not whom she expected.'

Tears of happiness for her dearest friend rolled down her cheeks.

Eventually, the sounds of love got past her warm sentiments and she felt different kind of heat take hold in her body. 'Now I'm not only going to dread her nightmares, but also their lovemaking. I'm never going to get any sleep at all.'

Without even touching herself, she could feel her nipples harden at the slight rubbing on her bed sheet as she squirmed in response to the auditory stimuli. The first touch of her hands on her ample breasts brought her unusually large nipples to full attention and sent a jolt to her sex which responded with a copious flow of lubrication. 'Ooooohhhhhh! How I wish Anita was here with me or... that I was in there with them.'

It was with this last fantasy in mind that she let her hands roam over her inflamed body. When her hand reached her vulva, she was surprised at how wet it was. 'They are turning me on something fierce.' She thought even as she inserted a finger in her dripping vagina. As the sounds of passion rose in the other room it was soon joined by a second, then a third. The fingers that had been tweaking her nipples painfully but oh so deliciously, joined the others further south and settled on her enlarged clitoris as it peaked from its hood. She played with it as she would a minuscule penis, alternating an up and down caress between her fingertips with flicking it and rubbing it furiously. All the while, her other hand was thrusting deeply within herself.

When she heard the others reach their peaks, she curled the fingers inside her vagina to hit her sweet spot, never slowing her movements for a second. An old hand at self-pleasure, she knew her body intimately and instinctively reached the apex of her orgasm as the two lovers did. Lost in her fantasy, she somehow still managed to keep her moans of pleasure down. "Yeeeesssssss! Jules, make me come! Make me your bitch, Ari! Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!"

'I hope they were too engrossed in each other to hear me.' Sarah thought as she lay back, her body covered in sweat from head to toe. 'That was some powerful orgasm there. Maybe Ari is right and I am truly a pervert.' Grinning at the thought, one hand still within her, she brought the other to her mouth and licked it clean which brought her level of excitement right back up.

As she was feeling the pleasure rising in her body again, she heard the patter of feet in the corridor so she halted her ministrations. When she heard whispers and giggling at her door she quickly pulled the covers and rolled over, feigning sleep. 'Now what are they doing.' She wondered, bemused.

She heard the door open quietly and felt one person make her way around the bed while the other stayed on her side. Then slowly, sheet and blankets were lifted just enough for two bodies to slip under them and come to rest on either side of her. She then heard a voice say in what could only be described as a stage whisper. "I'm not so sure we should have bothered being so careful. I bow to your expertise in this matter, but unless I am mistaken, I smelled a powerful scent of sex when I lifted the covers." To which another voice answered. "I believe you may be right, my love. The pervert was riding the figurative coattails of our lovemaking."

Still playing the game, Sarah managed to stay still, her breathing regular. She felt both bodies snuggle to hers. Ari, being of a size with her molded herself to her back from head to toe as Jules pressed their breasts together, her hairy bush inches above her own almost hairless sex. She felt both raise their heads as if sharing a silent communication. When they laid down again, she almost jumped out of her skin when she felt Ari slip her hand over her hip and bring it firmly in contact with her sex, slipping a finger inside it as she kissed her neck and nipped at her most sensitive places. At the same time, Jules cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples as she brought her mouth to hers in a definitely more than just friendly kiss.

All thoughts of playing possum blown to the winds, she responded to the oral assault by opening her lips so the questing tongue licking them could enter her salivating mouth. Her free hand reached back to caress Ari's head while the hand trapped in front of her, snaked down to cup Jules dripping sex. 'What the hell? Is this real? And if I'm in a fantasy dreamland, please Lord, don't let me wake up.' She prayed fervently.

When they had realized Sarah was awake, but played at feigning sleep, both Ari and Jules had looked in each other's eyes and, with the ease that usually comes from long years of close association but felt as natural to them as talking aloud would to most, they reached a mutually agreed upon decision.

Sarah had been Ari's closest friend and only confidante for years, since they attended the boarding school where they had formed a mutual defence pact against the 'in' crowd when both refused to submit to their power plays. She was the only one to whom she had opened her heart and with whom she had shared her innermost secrets. Sarah had listened patiently and had never wavered in her support. She had long felt a deep affection for this woman. Now was the opportunity to show it to her and repay her many kindnesses. She would never have considered doing it in such a manner if not for the strength of the love of her Jules. Together as one they would let Sarah know how much she meant to her.