The Apple... Ch. 07

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

Chapter 7

"That's about all we can carry." Jules said as she looked at her battered suitcase and the three bags sitting by the door. "And you know what's really sad?"

"No darling, what is?"

"One or two more loads and that will be everything I own." Jules sighed. "I gave all of Jacques things to the Salvation Army for the poor. All of the furniture and the kitchen stuff was bought second or third hand. Maybe if I leave all that, madame Tremblay will let me break the lease early."

"I am sure she will. This is a clean apartment in a good neighborhood. She will have no problem renting it. If it comes to that, we can probably find a new tenant for her." Ari told her. "And if you think you are poor because you do not own many 'things' let me ask you something. Did you see any new furniture at our place? When you made your superb stew, were the pans shiny new? Did you notice any matched sets of plates and cups or even utensils?" Ari asked.

"Well... No, but..."

"My love, it is because we are as poor as you are in material things."

"But you can't be as poor as I am. Your family..."

"My parents are rich but I am not. Oh, I suppose I will be someday, but I am definitely not in a hurry for that to happen because it would mean they were dead and I wish them a long and happy life. As things stand now, I manage with my Teacher's Assistant salary and I also tutor some students here and there. That is for my share of the rent, food and my meager expenses. My tuition is paid partly by a grant from the army and the rest by another from the university." Ari went on. "The only things I own are my books most of which are academic texts I have been accumulating since high school, some were given to me by friends who had no need for them anymore and the rest I find in second hand stores for the cheapest price possible."

"Oh my poor Ari, I didn't know. I didn't mean..."

"I know, my sweet. Aside from the books, all I have is a meager wardrobe of second-hand clothes. All our furniture and other stuff was donated by friends or picked up here and there. So you see, I am as poor in material things as you are, my love. But for all of that I am the richest woman in the world now because I have you, my Jules, my heart, my everything."

"Ah, Ari." Jules cried as she hugged Ari tightly. "I love you so. You shame me. How could I have been so concerned by such insignificant things when I have you?"

"There, there." Ari reassured her. "Do not worry about it. You have been taught all your life that 'things' are important because you never had enough. All you have to do is open your senses and let your heart show you the really important stuff all around you... such as me, for instance."

Jules had to giggle at Ari's statement. "Yes, my love, such as you! You are right, again. You have so much to teach me."

"I will teach you all that I know and you will teach me all that you know."

"That shouldn't take too long. You are the smart one." Jules looked at Ari with a surprised expression.

"My sweet Jules, please stop demeaning yourself like this. I have book knowledge, I agree, but you have practical knowledge that put me to shame for my ignorance. At every turn, I am baffled by things you do so effortlessly, so naturally."

"I do?"

"Yes you do, my love. You have such a talent for cooking that you impressed Sarah and she is not easy to impress when it comes to food. Her parents own a high class restaurant downtown. She has been helping out in the kitchen since she was a little girl and learned all she could by watching and asking questions to chefs. She still works there when they are overworked or in the high season. Why do you think she learned pastry making? You really bummed her out with your off the cuff comment about your own skills. And you were not even boasting."

"Why should I have been? Everybody knows about all that. I'm not special."

"That's exactly what I mean. You have practical knowledge and I am certain it is not limited to cooking. Also, you have incredible people skills. I saw you with the farmers at the market. I am friendly with folks, but you go far beyond that. It was as if you knew each personally and had known them all their lives, almost like you were part of their families. I cannot wait for you to meet our friends. They will love you."

"I hope so. If they're your friends, I just know I will love them."

"Enough of the mutual admiration fest. Do you think you can sit now so we can take the bus or do we have to walk all the way home loaded like pack mules?"

Affecting a dejected pose, Jules picked up her suitcase and the biggest bag of clothes. "I suppose this poor working class girl will have to put her ass on the line, or at least on the seat, and suffer so her scholar wife can take the easy way home."

"Oh, my love, I love the way you say that."

"What? You like it when I talk about my ass?"

"Yes, that too, but I meant when you spoke of me as your wife."

"Ari!" Jules exclaimed as she dropped the luggage and threw her arms around her lover. "You know, we don't have to go back right away. Since I'm never going to sleep in this bed anymore, we could at least put it to some good use before we leave."

"You would not mind making love with your wife in the same bed you used with your husband?" Ari asked solicitously.

"No, my love. My dear Jacques was a good man who would only wish me happiness. I'm sure his spirit will look upon us with benevolence." Jules said with feeling. Then her soft smile of reminiscence turned to a grin. "And who knows, if it's possible for a ghost, maybe it will turn him on to see two women making love in his bed."

"In that case, I say we give him a good show." Ari replied as she unbuttoned Jules shirt.

By the time they arrived at the bedroom, they had left a trail of clothes behind them, Ari still in her underpants and Jules completely naked. "Well, woman, aren't you a tad overdressed to make love to your wife?"

"You are such a romantic, my love. I am just an innocent newly-wed young woman. Maybe you should finish undressing me before you have you way with my virginal body." Ari said shyly, her eyes lowered.

With a growl, Jules pushed Ari against the wall, pressing their bodies firmly together. Her hand behind her head, she brought Ari's mouth down to her level. She licked her lips, ran her tongue along her gums then on and past her teeth. She thrust in and out mimicking the act of sexual penetration. She pulled Ari's tongue in her own mouth and sucked on it.

'Whatever was I thinking? This is no submissive woman.' Ari thought, moaning at Jules' oral assault. She felt deprived when the mouth left her own until it reached her neck where it continued its onslaught as it kissed, licked, bit on both sides of her neck. When Jules grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, exposing her throat which she took in her jaws, applying a gentle but definite pressure with her teeth, Ari's knees went weak and a whine escaped from deep within her. 'Goddess, does she realize what she is doing? She is marking me as her own. I was playing, but I think she actually means it.'

Seeing this gorgeous woman, her woman, her wife, her love, adopt this naive, artless attitude, brought something to the fore in Jules' mind. By nature, she was a giver, a nurturer, but some deeper, primaeval instinct seemed to take over. She already felt a deep desire to help her, a motherly imperative to protect her Ari but, in Nature's grand design, the fiercest protector is also the leader of the pack.

Still holding Ari's head with one hand in her hair as she kissed her fiercely, Jules cupped her vulva firmly with the other. The almost continuous moans reaching her ears fueled her passion. Leaving the mouth, she brought her hand down to assist in the mauling of Ari's smallish breasts. Kneading them roughly, she left bite marks on the creamy skin. Alternating hand and mouth on each nipple, she pinched, sucked, tweaked, bit them, increasing the pressure of her fingers and teeth right to the threshold of pain, gauging Ari's reaction perfectly, if instinctively, to stay just below it.

In the last days, as they experimented with lesbian sex, discovering previously unsuspected levels of pleasure, Ari had lived through many firsts. Her first multiple orgasm, her first female ejaculation, her first time giving and receiving oral sex with a woman, her first threesome, but this was something else entirely. Though she had given her heart without reservation to this woman it had only felt like she was extending its boundaries to include Jules as she felt herself absorbed within hers, a fundamental emotional bonding. A fiercely independent woman, Ari was now confused as was taken by her love, her soul mate. In all previous sexual encounters with male partners, even the most dominant, she had always been in control, giving only what she wanted to give. At this moment, she felt a desire rise from her innermost core, a need to give herself totally, unconditionally, body and soul, to Jules.

Ari was assaulted from within and from without. Her strong mind reeled at the primal reflex to submit to the alpha female and her body at the extreme sensations brought upon it. Everything seemed to have taken a new dimension as her perceptions were readjusted. She was a willing participant in the sexual act of love, but she knew she could not have denied herself to her lover had she wanted to. The caresses she was subjected to were certainly not gentle but they excited her as none had before.

Still rubbing, pinching Ari's covered sex, Jules lowered herself to her knees to explore her abdomen with her mouth, leaving a wet trail behind, linking reddish bite marks and paying special attention to the hollow at the junction of the hip.

The closer she came to the center of Ari's femininity, the more pronounced the scent wafting from it became. The palm of the hand kneading it was covered with the love fluid that had seeped through the completely soaked underwear. Jules licked this wetness before attaching her mouth to the covered sex, sucking, biting through the material as she sniffed deeply, impregnating her nostrils with the intimate smell of her woman. Soon the urge to make direct contact was too strong to deny and she literally ripped the thin material to shreds. Foregoing further foreplay, she used her hands covering and roughly kneading Ari's ass cheeks to tilt her pelvis forward as she opened her mouth wide, covered the entire vulva with it and licked it repeatedly from one end to the other, sucking in all the flow pouring out, unwilling to miss a single drop of the sweet nectar.

Ari was out of her mind, literally. She would later swear that as her body writhed in reaction to the intense pleasure/pain assault it was subjected to, jumping from one height of bliss to the next, she was floating nearby, observing what looked to her as a joining of elemental forces in creating some new form of life, the next step in evolution or some such. It was very confusing to her usually analytical mind until she was pulled back into the maelstrom of sensations so intense all conscious thought gave way to autonomous reaction. She was not sure if she was rising to the peak of an orgasm of if she was already riding an unending wave of them so overwhelmed was she.

Moans and groans had been left behind a long way back on this highway to heaven. She was whining, keening continually by then with the occasional shriek as a particularly sharp stimulation hit her.

When Jules attached her mouth to her sex and began licking and sucking, Ari lost her by then tenuous grip on reality. Her whole universe reduced to the nerve endings stimulated by the invading mouth and tongue. When the latter began its thrusting action, reaching as far within her as it could, the continuous smaller orgasms coalesced into a major one. Her body went into convulsions as it ejected massive amounts of fluids into the greedy waiting mouth. As a nurse, had she observed this physical reaction and heard the unearthly wail that accompanied it, she would have been alarmed for her patient. As it was, she only felt as if going through a sort of carnal birth canal desperately clawing her way to the waiting light where she must go so she could be reborn a different human being, a new and better human being.

Jules knew Ari had peaked when she found herself supporting her weight with her strong hands as her lover's knees gave out. She rose to be able to use her whole body's strength. She half-pulled, half-carried her lover to the bed. "Get on your hands and knees with your head on the pillows." She ordered sternly enough to penetrate the fog of Ari's recovering mind.

So it was that when Ari became somewhat aware of her environment again, she found herself in this position without any recollection whatsoever of how she had gotten there. As she took in the things external to her still vibrating self, she felt a body molded to hers. She felt legs pushing hers apart. She felt a hairy sex pressed against her bottom. She felt breasts pressed against her back. She felt kisses and little bites raining on her upper back and neck. She felt a hand caressing her breasts, pinching her hard nipples. She felt another reaching over her hip to strum her clitoris.

'What is happening to me? Where am I? How did I get to this place? Who is that caressing me in such a manner? I have never had sex with a woman before?' Befuddled, still lost in the mists of ecstasy, yet to make contact with reality again, Ari knew she should be afraid, but she felt this blanket of warm love enveloping her at an almost physical level, bringing with it a sense of absolute security.

When the unknown presence pulled back, she moaned at the loss of contact. She wanted to lift her head from the pillow to look at what was happening to so deprive her, but that impulse disappeared when she felt two strong hands knead her cheeks, pulling them apart, opening her to complete exposure, then a mouth attach itself to her sex.

Jules, also operating in near-instinctual mode, had paused for a moment to look at Ari's nether parts as she viewed them from this angle for the first time. She saw the clitoris erect as if straining to escape from its protective hood, the gaping opening of her pink vagina dripping with the continuous production of love fluids, pulsating with her every breath and beat of her heart. She noticed the tight rosy opening of her anus was quivering at the exact same rhythm. 'Could this be another instance where body parts are connected?'

Her mouth again attached to Ari's vulva, she circled the clitoris, licking it, flicking it with its tip before pressing the flat of her tongue on it, rubbing it forcefully. She repeatedly slowly licked her way along the entire length of the hot wet cleft, dipping and wiggling her tongue within its confines. She continued her journey to the sensitive skin area right below it on her way to her ultimate goal. Where a short time ago she would have seen a nasty dirty thing, she now only saw another part of her Ari's beautiful body to be pleasured, the last unexplored bastion standing between her and giving the penultimate pleasure for her soul mate.

The tongue pleasuring her was incredible. It licked, tickled, flicked, penetrated. It was her only link to physical reality. When it reached the sensitive skin of her perineum, Ari experienced a surge of pleasurable sensations at this before unfelt oral caress. But when it continued its journey, she felt vaguely uneasy. Intellectually, she knew that her anus was enervated by an inordinate quantity of nerve endings, but she would never have allowed a lover to touch it had one suggested it, nor had she done so in all her masturbatory activities. Physically, she could only moan louder in the pillow as teeth gently bit her cheeks creating a tapestry of delicious sensations getting closer and closer to her anus. The tongue circled it, pressing on the wrinkled skin. The outer muscle that had contracted when the goal of the invading tongue had become obvious, suddenly relaxed as it reached the pulsating opening.

Jules had felt Ari tense as she made her way beyond her vulva. She knew she was on her way to break a major taboo, but she was determined to pleasure this last unexplored area of Ari's body. She took her time, circling her goal with light contacts to get her used to the idea and the feeling. When she felt her body relax in abandon to her caresses, she finally licked the muscle just inside the opening, tasting the not unpleasant earthy flavor. She dipped the tip of her tongue inside the pulsating opening while caressing her vulva with the palm of her hand as her fingertips played with her clitoris.

In final surrender, Ari felt every muscle within her relax to the point where she was sure she should ooze on the bed in a puddle of flesh and bones but she managed to stay in this subservient position offering herself to the entity bringing her so much pleasure as it invaded this last and most private area of her body. The sensations were so intense she started crying with joy at them and with regret that she had deprived herself for so long.

As she became accustomed to these new feelings, they blended in with the caresses on her sex. Both areas being touched together for the first time brought the awareness of their connection. When three fingers were thrust in her vagina and their movements coincided with those of the tongue penetrating her rectum it felt to her as a single in and out sensation in an amplified sexual orifice. She felt herself getting lost in a surging sea of pleasurable erotic sensations. Its elemental power lifted her into new vistas of ecstasy. As her nether region was projecting pleasure throughout her entire body, her skin tingled and crawled along her spine with ripples spreading from it to the top of her head where she felt as if every single hair stood up. Her toes curled to the point of pain as her finger clawed the bed cover.

As she heard the high pitched keening muffled by the pillow in which Ari's face was pressed, Jules felt the muscles surrounding the vaginal opening tighten around her fingers and, at the exact same moment, the powerful anal muscle gripped her tongue. 'I was right about the connection. Score another point for my teacher and her wild ideas.' She thought with satisfaction as she watched Ari ride through what looked like an incredible orgasm.

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After Jules had left for work, Ari and Sarah sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee while listening to classical music on the radio.

"I tell you Sarah, something strange happened to me, to us, this afternoon." Ari told her roommate.

"Did you have a mystical revelation? Did the Mother appear in a puff of flower scented smoke to reveal the meaning of life to you?"

"Well... Not exactly, but..." Ari said, at a loss for words.

"Aw, come on. You know I was kidding. Right?" Sarah, asked, incredulous.

"Sarah, would you say I am submissive?"

"You are no more submissive than I am." Sarah said, beginning to have an inkling at what was troubling her friend.

Ari slowly unbuttoned her shirt. She hesitated before she pulled it off, revealing her naked torso and the multiple reddish teeth marks on her breasts and abdomen. Her troubled eyes sought Sarah's who grinned before taking off her own shirt and removing her brassiere. She then pulled her thick mane of dark blond hair to the front and turned around so Ari could see her back where there were identical marks between her shoulder blades and her neck.

Ari was nonplussed at the sight. "Did she do this to you too? When? How? Why?"

"Last night, obviously, but you didn't notice them when we were sitting on your bed because they're on my back and my hair covered them at other times. The first I knew about it was at the pool where some smart-aleck snickered and said 'someone sure had a good night.' What an idiot!" Sarah replied. "Now, tell me about this strange experience before I tell you what I think this means."