The Apple... Ch. 10

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

Chapter 10

"Ari, I know it's just an excuse. You don't really have to brush her pubic hair."

"Come on, Sarah, we want Jules to make a good first impression, Do we not? Plus she likes it when I brush her hair. What do you say, my love?"

Jules had one foot on the toilet to give Ari better access and both hands on her shoulders to stay upright as her knees threatened to buckle under the loving ministration. "Yes. Yes, I just love it when she brushes my hair." She said in a husky voice. "And if you don't stop teasing me so, you won't be able to sit all night long. Get those fingers inside me right this second!"

"See, she likes it." Ari stuck out her tongue at Sarah before lowering her head to Jules' sex where she put it in action on her clitoris harmonizing with the rhythm of her deep two-finger thrusts.

Watching Ari on her knees, her firm butt swinging sideways as she licked and fucked Jules who was holding her head tightly in place, grinding her dripping vulva against Ari's mouth and hand had the predictable effect on Sarah. 'Those two clowns really turn me on something fierce.' She thought as she knelt behind Ari. Pulling her cheeks apart, she proceeded to make oral love to her without preamble. She licked around the puckered anus until Ari relaxed the muscle so she could penetrate her with a stiffened tongue. After a few moments of this, she left one cheek to dip two fingers of her own in Ari's honey pot.

The post-shower humidity-heavy air of the bathroom became saturated with the musky scent of women having sex. Moans and groans punctuated their activities, but soon their pitch rose as Jules and Ari reacted to their rising pleasure. As usual for them, it reverberated from one to the other through their bond, carrying them synchronously on a wave of ecstasy, until both shook together with their orgasms, then collapsed in a heap.

When they found the energy to look up, they saw Sarah sitting on the bath mat with her back to the door frame. She had two fingers from one hand in her mouth, licking Ari's cream off them, while her other hand was busy thrusting two fingers in her vagina and strumming her clitoris with her thumb.

The two soul mates looked at each other and said "dibs on her sex" at the same time. Still looking at each other, they tried rock-paper-scissor, but after the third pass, they knew it would never work because they kept making the same choice. "Okay, we have to be reasonable about this. You licked her this afternoon. It's your turn at her breasts." Ari pouted, but the twinkle in her eye put the lie to her mock-disappointment.

Both shot up to their feet and pulled the mat so Sarah ended on her back. Jules pushed both legs apart and dove to their junction where she lapped with gusto at the flow of love juice. When she moved her mouth to the peeking pinkish button, she replaced it with two fingers, stretching her pinky to rub her ass hole. Still unsure of herself when it came to anal sex, Jules did not take chances, afraid to hurt her lovers, but tried to give them whatever she dared of these sensation they so craved.

Ari had never admitted it to her, but she had always admired Sarah's big firm breasts. For a long time, she had also secretly wanted to suck and play with her large nipples. To make matters worse, Sarah regularly had teased her by hanging things on them, either Christmas tree ornaments or whatever was on hand when a playful mood struck her. So it was certainly no disappointment for Ari to be 'stuck' with caressing the beautiful breasts. She loved putting her head in their valley, squeezing them on both sides of her face as she licked the sweat off Sarah's breast bone. She kneaded them with abandon, excited by the feel of the flesh under her hands. She was hypnotized by the large dark nipples capping the mounds as they rose and fell under the pressure of her hands. But what she loved the most was to attach her mouth to one after the other, to feel their hardness against her lips and under her tongue. She felt she could lick, suck and nibble the hard nipples for hours.

Sarah gazed lovingly at her wives as they attacked her body with fervor and enthusiasm born of their love for her. It added greatly to her usual rapid response to erotic stimulation. A highly sexual woman, she had always reacted easily to her lovers' caresses, whether they were male or female, but with those two, her sensitivity reached another level entirely. A natural nudist and practicing hedonist, the presence of naked flesh only mildly peaked her interest by itself unless is was in a particularly esthetically pleasing package and the pursuit of pleasure in all its forms had been of special interest to her since she reached menarche and discovered the potentials of her body.

When these two women were around, naked most of the time as Jules had flowed into their naturist lifestyle as if born to it, she felt her senses unusually assaulted. Intellectually, she knew her reactions were amplified due to her deep sentiments for them. Physically, she found that their simple presence stimulated her as none had ever before. She sometimes even wondered if she could be satisfied by a mere man ever again.

So, when they ganged-up on her like this, she had to use all of her experience and will to make the pleasure last longer than minutes if not seconds. On this occasion, she had no time to steel her resolve because she was already on her way to an explosive orgasm as her nose was filled by the scent of sex permeating the air in the small room and wafting from the cream coated fingers in her mouth. Her masturbatory actions had also brought her close to her peak of ecstasy.

After a week of shared pleasure, Jules and Ari had a fair knowledge of their wife's reactions to sexual stimulation. They knew she was close so they redoubled their various caresses, eager to give her the most pleasure they could. It didn't take long for their efforts to be rewarded. Sarah's body arched in a spasm then shook from head to toe as her scream announced her paroxysm of bliss to the world.

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"Now we have to wash up again and you girls used all the hot water." Sarah told her lovers when she had recovered. "And what did you mean exactly when you said Jules had to make a good first impression?"

"She will meet our friends for the first time and she said she wanted to look her best. I only tried to help." Ari said with an innocent expression.

"That's nice of you, but who will see her bush?" Sarah pressed. "Did you plan to make a strip-tease, Jules?"

"Well, no." Jules said, blushing. "She said I would feel beautiful all over."

"And you bought that?" Sarah laughed. "You crack me up. Now we will all have to clean ourselves with cold water."

"I think we should ask John to give us an estimate on how much it would cost to get a larger water heater." Ari proposed. "Then we can negotiate with the landlord with more information. He is usually quite accommodating."

"Who's John?" Jules asked.

"He's one of our circle and he's the plumber for this building. You'll meet him tonight." Sarah answered. "That's a good idea, honey. He just might go for it. With three of us living here, we definitely could use more hot water."

"Since my landlady agreed to break my lease, I'll pay my share at the end of the month, so that will help." Jules said happily.

"Yes, love. It will"

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"You see, my love, it is not a church in any traditional sense. It is not a congregation. There are no gods, no pope, no priests, no bible or Torah or Quran. And do not look so worried, we do not worship the Devil and this is no coven of witches dancing naked around a fire in the woods, baying at the moon." Ari explained as they rode the bus.

"In fact, Jules, calling it a church is sort of an inside joke. We're a group of free thinkers with no religious affiliation whatsoever. Quite the opposite. The original group were students in a philosophy class at the university. They had this grumpy old professor who taught them about the various religions throughout history, their origins and their social significance. He challenged them to look past the obvious ideas and search for deeper meanings. He was never as happy as when he could push them to their last intellectual retreats and force them to elaborate their own philosophies, regardless of the usual philosophers like Socrates, Aristotle, Descartes and all the others. Personally, I always thought he was lazy and made you do all the work."

"Oh, Sarah, you know that is not true. He was a nice man who taught a group of argumentative young people who already thought for themselves to go beyond arguing, to find meaning and to expand on it."

"Yes, you would say that. You were this particular teacher's pet."

"Whatever." Ari continued trying for a pout, but her soft smile of remembrance spoiled the effect she was going for. "During the year he taught us, most of his classes were conducted in an informal setting, either sitting on the grass outdoors or at a nearby pub when the weather was inclement. That is where students from outside the class and other young people began joining the discussions. That is when Sarah came in. I think she came only for the beer and to hit on the cute guys. When the course was over, some of us kept meeting "

"Anything wrong with enjoying a good brew where I could get my hands on some nice piece of meat? That's why I hung around the university crowd so much."

"I still do not understand why you never registered. You were bright enough you could have gotten in any faculty you wanted."

"I was never very good at joining. I managed well enough without a degree, wouldn't you say?"

"Yes you have. That is my point exactly. Imagine what you could have done if you had applied yourself." Ari insisted. "Geez, you could probably be rich and famous by now and we could live off your fortune."

A few of the other passengers turned to look at the three uproariously laughing women.

"As I was saying, we kept the discussion going for the fun of it. Mostly, it was an excuse to get together and party. At one point, for a goof, we chose what you could call totems. Figures from myth or literature to represent each of our own approach to life. Most of us chose Mother Nature, some went for the three aspects of Fate, or whatever. Sarah and Luc chose the Lord of Chaos. In her case, I think it is because she was a contrarian and for the shock value. As for Luc, well, he is a lawyer." That got them laughing all over again.

"Eventually, we settled for a format that still stands. We meet for a late supper and a night of talking, mostly socializing really, but a few are still into the serious discussion thing. Some even take the opportunity to renew old connections and find a discreet corner for the non-verbal kind of discussion." Ari tilted her head toward Sarah with a grin. "At the end of the night, we walk to the top of the mountain and greet the new day as we watch the sun rise over the horizon. One summer, the pervert over here proposed we get naked to feel the first rays of the sun on our skin, but the idea was voted down. That is the 'church' part."

"I get it. I wondered why we brought food and those bottles of wine." Jules was pensive for moment. "Maybe we could have our own ceremony and get to the roof of our building to greet the morning sun while making love."

"I like the way you think, Jules, but we are on the other side of the mountain so we can't see the sun as it rises over the horizon. Also there are higher buildings than ours. If you don't mind putting a show for some peeping toms, I'm game, what about you Ari?"

"Oh, I didn't think about that." Jules said, her face reddening.

Ari put her arm around her shoulder. "I think it is a good idea, my love. If we cannot do it in the city, there are more discreet places we can go, out in the country. I would love to greet the new day in your arms."

"As if you needed that excuse to get in her pants." Sarah smirked.

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"Everybody, this is Juliette, but we re-baptized her Jules. And our Arianna has also been renamed. She is now Ari. The two of them said their vows to the Universe and then took pity on me and adopted me in their family."

"Don't listen to her. Jules and I are soul mates and we married Sarah before the Universe. We called this get together so we could dedicate our love to the Mother and we wanted to share it with our friends."

As she listened to her wives, Jules had begun to slowly retreat behind Ari, but Sarah manhandled in front of them and they both had their hands on her shoulders, grinning like fools, happy fools.

She was taken aback by the cheers that greeted the news and more than a little surprised when they were rushed by the group of gathered friends. There were well wishes and hugs and kisses, some more insistent than others. When all was said and done, she has slightly wild eyed as she retreated to the safety of the close presence of Ari and Sarah who laughed. "They are something else, aren't they? Don't be afraid, baby. You're one of us now. They won't attack you and they don't bite... much."

"I didn't expect it, is all. But maybe I shouldn't cling to you so much. I know we have to be careful in public."

Jules didn't know what to make of it when Ari and Sarah guffawed. "Jules, my love, did you not hear what we said? They know we three are married and we are here to re-affirm it in their presence."

"We told you we hold no religious affiliation, baby. Nobody will judge you or us here. We can be lesbians, bi-sexual or even marry a cow if we want to and nobody will think anything of it. Most people here are either gay or bi-sexual. Look at Pierre and Paul over there. The two guys holding hands. They were married in front of the Mother five years ago. They are perfectly happy together and I suspect they are also soul mates, but they never copped to it."

"You mean I can hold your hands and even kiss you when I feel like it." Jules asked with a beaming smile. It was particularly hard on her to refrain from expressing her love when they were in public.

"Yes, my love. They know we are in love and we do not have to hide ourselves." So saying Ari put her arms around Jules waist and pressed their hips together as she gave her a passionate kiss.

She didn't stop when she felt a warm breath on her ear and heard a soft voice. "We managed to train Sarah to go into my room when she feels frisky. Are we going to have to hose you down, little one?"

When Ari turned her head, she found herself looking at deep brown eyes at close range. She didn't have to lean far to give the full lips a kiss. "No, Catherine, we will behave. We are still new at our love and we get carried away sometimes."

Shifting her gaze to Jules, the stunningly beautiful woman went on. "Jules, you must be an exceptional woman to snag our Arianna. Mother knows I've tried often enough over the years but she always preferred, yuk, men." This last said with a delicate tinkling laugh. "Now I understand why. She was waiting for you. I'm so happy for the both of you." And she gave Jules a more-than-friendly kiss, going so far as to lick her lips.

Jules was nonplussed, not knowing how to react. This voluptuous woman was femininity incarnate and exuded sensuality to a high degree. She projected a sense of peace and the promise of happiness. Jules was conflicted between her instinctive attraction to her and the strength of her bond to her Ari. Trembling slightly, her eyes were misting when Sarah snaked her arms around this goddess and, cupping her breasts, she bit her neck.

"Easy there, Cat. You're projecting. Relax Jules, this cute chick is what we call an empath who can not only receive, but also project. It comes handy as a therapist working with mental patients. Unfortunately she doesn't always control her projections completely when she gets excited and gets into all sorts of mischief. Nothing too serious as nobody can stay angry with her. Her girlfriend is usually around to pinch her lovely bottom when she forgets herself and the people at the clinic are very protective of her. And where is Martine tonight, I don't see her?"

"She couldn't stay. Her sister is sick and she's taking care of her. And you know very well she isn't around or she would have scratched your eyes out for manhandling me so."

"You mean if I had fondled you before doing it to her first?"

"Whatever, lover. Jules, I apologize. I love this dear soul mate of yours, so I love you too and I projected it. I'm so sorry if I offended you."

"I understand, Catherine, Cat. Or I think I understand. What I mean is if you're such a close friend to my Ari and our Sarah, you are definitely a friend of mine. No apology is necessary. Except from Sarah for calling you a 'cute chick'. You are the most incredibly beautiful woman I've ever seen. I would love to get to..." Jules stopped herself, blushing when she realized she was babbling and was about to say something she shouldn't.

Ari laughed reassuringly. "That's all right, my love. She has that effect on everybody when they first meet her. In the stunning package, there is a beautiful soul and a great heart. If I wasn't spoken for already, I would jump her bones myself now that I know I am a lesbian."

When Catherine and Sarah left to mingle, Ari explained. "An empath is someone who has the ability to sense emotions. That is not uncommon. I have some small talent for it myself, which is why I was attracted to a medical career, but I think I was over-exposed in the army hospitals and I had to change orientation when I came back because I could stand people's pain no more. In extremely rare cases, he, or she, can also project emotions too. That is our Cat. In less enlightened eras, she probably would have been burned at the stake for practising sorcery. Even today, she has to be careful about revealing her talent. The Church still has much influence and she could get persecuted or at least ostracized if the wrong people knew about it."

"I understand... a little. I suppose that it's going to be another subject for my lessons. I'm never going to finish finding things I don't know, am I?"

"I hope not, my love. The day we stop finding wonder in the world surrounding us is the day we die. Sad to say, but most people let their minds die like that and go through life persuaded that the little they know is everything there is to know and look no further. I feel sorry for them."

"I will never stop learning as long as I have my teacher with me. I love you, Ari." Jules declared, hugging her bonded.

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"Sure, I can give you an estimate for a new water heater. I'll give you my cost price as usual. When do you want me to install it?"

The three of them were sitting on the couch with John the plumber, eating from plates on their knees. Sarah had told him about their hot water problem. To which he had laughed with a sexist comment about the amount of hot water three women living together could be expected to use.

"We will have to ask the landlord when we have your estimate." Ari told him.

John turned to Sarah and asked. "You haven't told her yet? I thought you said she was cured." At Sarah's dark look, he glanced at Ari and cleared his throat. "Sorry, Ari, I thought you knew." Then he rose and left quickly as Ari and Jules looked at their wife questioningly.

Sarah hugged Ari and said. "I was going to tell you, but with everything else going on, I didn't get around to it. It's nothing important really. A minor detail."

"Sarah Grisholm, if looks could kill, we would be burying John in the morning instead of getting married. Just what did you forget to tell me?"

"Aw, well... Hey Cat, come here for a moment, please." When the empath was seated on Ari's lap after asking Jules' permission with a look, Sarah went on. "You know you have never met our landlord in person. Did you ever wonder why?"