Date: Tue, 16 Dec 2003 15:45:06 -0800 (PST) From: Jan Subject: Little Rock Chocolate (Interracial /Adult, Youth F/g) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit interracial sexual acts between woman and a girl. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2003 Jan, All Rights Reserved. Please mail to janmay699@icqmail.com if you have suggestions for future stories. Little Rock Chocolate By Jan 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. I hope you enjoyed the story and have a story you would like told please send your mail to