Little Rock Chocolate

Rebecca was starting to take piano lessons from a teacher

near her home in Little Rock, AR. She was young enough that

she could not reach the foot peddles on a full sized piano. As

much as her mother wanted her to learn the classics Rebecca

was drawn to the sound of ragtime music. When she heard the

sound a piano being played in the gallery of an enclose

shopping mall and was drawn to the joyous sound. She had

never heard the tunes of Scott Joplin before so she followed the

sound through the court until she found the source of this

music.

In the middle of a food court surrounded by planters

filled with green plants and bright flowers sat an upright piano.

Seated at the bench was a heavyset black woman playing with

carefree abandon. Rebecca stood by the corner of the piano

absorbed by the sound of the music. She felt every tempo

change and was thrilled at the bright and airy sound.

When the woman finished playing a number she gave the

slender girl with blonde hair a warm smile. "Do you like the

music Honey Child?" She asked. Rebecca said that she loved

the music. And the women chuckled with a warm laugh of a

happy woman. She asked if Rebecca played the piano and

Rebecca told her that she was taking lessons.

The woman asked if she could read music. Rebecca

looked at the sheet music and saw that she could read it and

said that she could. The woman scooted her bench back and

invited the girl to play.

Rebecca stepped between her legs and started tentatively

fingering the keys. The woman used her left hand to play the

rhythm and set the tempo for Rebecca to follow. Slowly

Rebecca picked up the tempo but stumbled on some passages.

When the girl asked where she could learn to play this

music the woman gave her a business card. Ruth Ivy the card

announced was a piano teacher followed by a Little Rock,

address and a phone number.

Rebecca was thrilled and ran looking for her mother. Of

course her mother was not happy about her daughter wanting to

learn such crass music. But she did spoil Rebecca and gave in

to the idea of letting her learn the music two days a week.

Her mother called Ruth and made arrangement that

would be satisfactory for both of them. For the first scheduled

lesson Rebecca's mother took her to Ruth's home and watched

her teach her daughter. She didn't like the sound of the music.

She found it grading on her ears. Soon she found it easier to

just drop her off and go shopping for a couple of hours before

returning to pick Rebecca up.

Ruth was a very dark black woman with a robust figure.

Her breasts were an F-cup and her behind matched. When she

smiled she showed two rows of perfect white teeth set in bright

pink gums. The woman truly enjoyed playing the music of

Scott Joplin. She told Rebecca that he wrote his music while

playing in an St Louis MO whorehouse. The look on the

child's face told her that she had no idea what a whorehouse

was so she took it upon herself to explain to Rebecca what it

was that happened in those places.

This newfound knowledge filled the child with food for

thought. When she was home alone she began to think about

the physical workings of sex and experimented briefly by

touching herself between her legs. In her home you would

never conclude that there was such a thing as sex. Her parents

slept in separate bedrooms. Her mother never permitted herself

to be kissed on the lips for fear it might smudge her lipstick. To

her mind her daddy was much too nice a man to ever do the

dirty things that Ruth told her about.

Eventually Rebecca was allowed to take the bus to visit

Ruth. She rode it so much that the regular riders all knew her.

She carried a practice keyboard with her and as some of the

riders were musicians and they would have a little jam session

on the back of the bus on her way to Ruth's.

Ruth's home was a pleasant mixture of smells. The

woman loved to cook. She soaked beans overnight in salt

water. She made a habit of getting up at 5 AM every day to

start simmering beef or chicken stock for the soup she made

every day. The list of soups she made included: rice, lentil,

Navy bean, split pea, French onion, carrot, minestrone and on

hot days a Mexican gazpacho. She baked sourdough bread,

Irish bread and even braided bread that she gave an egg wash

and sprinkled with caraway or sesame seeds on. She made her

own pretzels. When she made pies you could tell the filling by

the way she use a knife or fork to perforate the crust. Rebecca

loved to be invited to eat at Ruth's home and found ways to

visit her all the time. Then it was back to learning to play the

jazz piano.

After Rebecca learned the basic style she quickly learned

to play many of the Joplin pieces. Then she was taught the other

styles of jazz. The New Orleans style was fun too. She became

proficient in Memphis, Chicago, New York and West Coast

along with what is considered to be a Big Band style.

Ruth was a very emotional person when Rebecca learned

to play a song with the right tempo Ruth would hug and

squeeze her to her big soft breasts. Rebecca found her a joy to

be around and she sought out reasons to spend time with Ruth

She loved it when Ruth stood behind her and stroked her

shoulders and complementing her on what a natural ear she had

for jazz. On one of these days as Ruth was standing behind

Rebecca; in her excitement at the way she played her massive

breasts fell out of the top of her dress. Rebecca turned around

and found that she was looking directly at the large dark

chocolate colored areola. For reasons she could not understand

she could not resist opening her lips and taking it into her

mouth even before Ruth could react.

Ruth's first instinct was to stuff her breast back into her

dress but when the child claimed her nipple she placed her hand

on the back of her head and stroked her golden hair. Rebecca

put her arms around her wide hips and clung to her as she

suckled on the nipple. Ruth stroked the back of the child and

enjoyed the feeling of her warm wet mouth on her skin.

Ruth asked her if she was sure she wanted to do what she

was doing? Rebecca looked up at her with big blue eyes and

said she loved her so much. Ruth practically smothered

Rebecca as she pulled her tightly against her big breasts. Then

she pulled her to her feet and led her to her bedroom.

As Ruth sat on the bed she pulled Rebecca between her

legs and asked her one more time if she really wanted to take

this any farther? Rebecca nodded her head in the affirmative

and clung to Ruth in the best bear hug she could manage.

Ruth kissed her on the cheek and slowly ran her hands all

over her body. She sat back and unbuttoned her simple cotton

dress and pulled it down to her waist. She reached behind her

back and unhooked her bra and pulled her straps off her

shoulders one arm at a time allowing the huge mounds of flesh

to fall free.

Rebecca could not take her eyes off the massive breasts.

As dark as her skin was her areolas were even darker and the

nipples looked as large as sewing thimbles. She could not resist

placing both her hands on the two orbs the size of diamond

backed watermelons. They were soft as pillows and as smooth

as silk. When she leaned forward to take one of her nipples

into her mouth Ruth gathered her up in her arms and sat

Rebecca on her lap. She positioned the child on her large left

thigh so she could suck on Ruth's right tit. Then she placed her

right hand on Rebecca's right inner thigh below the hemline of

the dress and stroked the soft flesh.

Rebecca almost wet her pants as the hand worked its way

slowly up the leg and touched the moist crotch of the white

panties. The material felt slippery to the touch. Much to her

delight the woman's fingers slipped under the leg band and

sought out her little clam. She stroked the slit gently causing it

to become slippery as the girl secreted juices in a newly

awakened excitement that she did not understand. The index

finger found the little pea sized clit and gently touched and

stroked it. Rebecca thought she was going to pee and tried

desperately to hold it as long as she could.

When she could withstand the feeling no longer she let it

go, she was surprised that a flood of tingling feeling ran

through her body and that no pee came out of her. She was

short of breath and her body was as limber as a rag doll. She

lay on the big breasts and closed her eyes. She could have

fallen asleep if it were not for Ruth's need to fulfill her own

sexual desire.

She sat the girl on the bed and then stood before her as

she remover the rest of her clothes. Facing the child, Rebecca

so could see everything that was taking place.

She used her toes to remove her comfortable shoes. The

dress fell to the floor around her feet. All she had on was the

panties thin from many years of washings. She had been in

these panties all day and the elastic in the crease of her legs

were coated with the yellowish collections of sweat and skin

cells forming a scum of slippery and smelly substance. The

crotch was wet from lubricant she had secreted in her sexual

desire for this sweet child.

She had to rest one hand on the side of the bed as she

used the other hand to pull her panties down and step out of

them. As she bent over her breasts swung like clock

pendulums. Rebecca watched fascinated at the sight of the

crotch of the first black woman she had ever seen.

The hairs were tightly curled. Some had broken off and

were clinging to the inside of the panties like watch springs. As

she stood up with her legs spread Rebecca saw her labia

protruding beyond her crack. The flesh was as pink as that in

her own cunny. Rebecca could not resist reaching out and

touching the pubis. The hair felt surprisingly soft. After

rubbing the moist flesh she pulled her hand back and smelled

her fingers. They were covered with the mixed aroma of her

cheep perfume and the smell of her juice. Rebecca found the

smell stimulating and it made her pussy wetter.

Ruth turned around and bent over to pick up her clothes

and place them on a chair in front of her dresser. Of course as

she did so the child could also see her ample buttocks. The

cheeks spread as she bent over and Rebecca saw the dark skin

of her sphincter ringed by the black hair and the pink skin of

her inner bowel lining. She froze in place when the child

reached out touched her asshole.

The girl stroked the moist valley in an act of childish

curiosity and lightly probed the puckered hole before her.

When she smelled her fingers afterwards she found the smell

not at all unpleasant. Ruth gave her all the time she wanted

before she stood up and sat down on the bed next to Rebecca.

Now it was time for her to undress Rebecca. She took

her shoes off and stuffed her socks in the shoes and placed them

by the bed. Then she stood her on her feet as she unbuttoned

the back of her dress and pulled it off her shoulders. She held

on to Rebecca as she stepped out of the dress. When she had

tossed it onto the chair she pulled the straps of the slip off the

shoulders and tossed it onto the chair too.

She admired the smooth skin of her student. The only

marks on it were a few brown moles and a white scar on her

knees and elbows where she had fallen while she was learning

to roller skate as a younger child. Her body looked like a boy's.

The only give away that she was female was the lack of a bulge

in her panties. The material was even stuck between her crack.

Ruth could not resist feeling the girl's body. When her fingers

touched the little nipples the girl shivered like she was cold.

Ruth used both hands to stretch the waistband of the

panties and pull them down. As she leaned forward to drag

them down the slender legs her face was close enough to the

vagina to smell the fragrance of the girl's pussy and the hint of

urine. Rebecca had to place her hand on the woman's strong

back as she lifted one leg at a time.

What an unlikely pair they made. A large, middle aged,

dark skinned Negro woman and a skinny, pale skinned

Caucasian child. The contrast was striking but to them it

seemed to make no difference what so ever.

When the girl was naked she followed Ruth's directions

and knelt between the large thighs. Then she placed her hands

on them and moved then aside until her face was close enough

to fell the heat. She parted the labia and used her finger to play

with the large pink clit she found there. What a curious looking

nub it was, it was semi hidden under its hood of pink flesh.

With the labia parted this way she saw for the first time the

urethra of a female, and the cavity of a woman's vagina. She

wanted to find out how deep the hole was and she stuck the

index finger of her free hand into it. To her surprise and delight

the hole seemed bottomless. Then she was inspired to see how

many fingers she could stuff into the opening. With Ruth's

blessing she found out that she could fit her entire hand into the

canal without much trouble. She felt the lining of the warm

cunt on her wrist and thought it felt like a slippery corrugated

hose. An extremely excited Ruth took the girl by her forearm

and showed her how to fist fuck her cunt. Her fat body

quivered and shook with delight and she wrapped her legs

around Rebecca's body and squeezed the breath out of her as

she climaxed.

When she recovered she gathered the girl into her arms

and laid her on the bed so that she could continue making love

to her. She started kissing Rebecca's body all over and telling

her how much she enjoyed what Rebecca had just done to her.

Rebecca was a little shocked when Ruth moved between her

legs and started sucking on her pussy and tongue fucking her

little clit. She spread her legs as wide as possible and trusted

her eager cunt on the older woman's talented tongue. Her

young body trembled and squirmed as that special feeling built

inside her. This second orgasm was not as big a shock to her

but it certainly took her breath away. She lovingly stroked

Ruth's hair and professed her love for her as she came down

from her sexual high.

Rebecca continued her piano and sexual lessons from

Ruth for several years. Ruth even introduced her to another of

her students. She was black teenager that was seventeen. This

girl was a light cream and coffee colored skinned girl. Her hair

was slightly bleached so that her brown hair had some copper

colored highlights. She loved to spend hours-kissing Rebecca.

The three of them found more ways to have a three-way than

Rebecca thought possible.