Falling in love again
Author's Note: These are the opening Chapters of a longer more complex romantic and sexy Lesbian Love Story.
The following Chapter's, of this Series, and the universe it occurs in overall only exist in the mind and imagination of the author. This will be a slow burn, with details that some may find non-essential, but I feel are necessary for the story to flow. If you seek instant gratification, this may not be your best story. On the other hand, if you like a slow romantic story, involving two or more women, you may want to read it through to its climax. [Pardon the pun]. This Chapter contains elements of family life and warm and gentle people. I ask that you please read no further if you are seeking a rather sexy, wild lesbian romp.
Reader discretion is advised.
Applicable Tags: Older/Younger, Virginal, Romance, Interracial, Oral Sex, Novel/Novella length. The story is told in the first person.
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PART 4.
This Chapter continues on from Chapter 1.
Candice Higgins and Suzanne Auber.
Chapter 1. A bond is forming.
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Suzanne stayed the night and took the following day off of work. She was too exhausted to perform her normal duties at the watershed Café and Restaurant. We slept in until after 11 a.m. My phone rang and I felt around with my eyes closed trying to feel for it on my bedside table. Suzanne was still fast asleep, her arm wrap around me as she cupped my boob. I think she had done so all night. I finally found my phone and grumbled "Hello,"
I sweet voice replied, "Hello, is that Candice Higgins?"
"Yes, who is this?" I lay there trying to get my brain working, as Suzanne started to disappear under the covers.
"Hello Candice, my name is Claudette Rodgers, I understand you were talking to my friends last night, about a dinner date next week,"
My eyes opened and I was awake.
"Hello Claudette, I didn't expect a call so soon,"
I heard her laugh and she told me, "Strike while the iron is hot, I've been told. Jillian sent me your photo and you do look rather easy on the eye,"
I lay there as I felt Suzanne work her way down between my legs. I didn't stop her as she started to feast upon my moist mound.
"Thank you, you too look very lovely as well," I told her as I began to moan.
"You are being very kind but thank you," I told her.
Suzanne didn't wait to be invited, she inserted a finger into my core then found my hidden pearl, and went to work on bringing me my first orgasm since the last one, how long ago was that I wondered. Mere hours in reality. I tried hard to concentrate on the phone call to no avail.
I swung a leg over Suzanne's shoulder and tried hard to squeeze her into submission, or to get her to relent while I was on the phone. "Claudette, can I call you back, I've been up most of the night and not really focusing right now,"
"Sounds like you're in the middle of something," She said as she laughed. "When you are free give me a call. Bye Candice,"
And with that, she hung up. I released Suzanne from the grip my leg had around her shoulder and lay there enjoying my late-morning sexual wake-up call.
Throwing back the covers, so I could see the sexy French maiden do her best to ensure my morning was going to start the way it had I had explained to her before we collapsed in a heap and fell asleep in each other's arms at the break of day, five hours earlier.
She didn't hold back, ensuring every part of my very moist womanly core was touched upon. Every sensitive piece of pink wet tasty vagina, she got into her mouth, she did, sucking in my lip, teasing it with her teeth as she scraped along each side of me. My back arched, as she inserted a second finger and curled them upwards. I took in a deep breath as the feeling was about to send me over the top. Then I felt her thumb push on my back door. Then without knocking, she entered me. I screamed, not in pain but delight as the long-held-back orgasm erupted forth and covered her face.
She giggled as my juices flowed willingly from me. She chased every droplet and continued licking, everything down there was super sensitive. That didn't even enter her mind to stop. My begging and pleading for her to give up only caused her to continue until once again with her thumb in place she pounded my anus and started slapping at my pussy, I was on the very edge of insanity when she stopped slapping at my clit and covered it with her lips, drawing it out and with her head bobbing she brought me to yet another orgasm.
I was totally exhausted in the short time we had been awake.
My body heaving and out of breath, I was on the verge of tears. I have had wonderful lovers before in my life, some much better than others. But this French maiden was unbelievable. She just loved the female form and knew how to take it to where every woman wanted to go.
I reached down for her and she crawled up my body, sampling me as she found my head. She looked at me, smiled and very nonchalantly told me, "Will your other girlfriend ever be so understanding?"
She smiled at me, kissed me on the tip of my nose, looked into my eyes and then kissed me passionately.
"What other girlfriend?" I asked innocently.
She drew herself up and straddled my tummy, as she worked her way forward towards my waiting mouth.
"The one who rang you,"
"She wasn't a girlfriend. In fact, I have never met her,"
"Yet...... But you are going to aren't you?"
"Yes I am, we are having dinner next Friday, with my friends from last night. Which is why we were having a coffee at your establishment, to make the arrangements. She recently broke up with a long-term partner and they needed someone they could trust to escort her on that date,"
"Hhhmmm, I believe you, Candice,"
"It is the truth," My cold stare told her more convincingly than my words.
She was now almost to the point on my body where she needed to be. As she gently lowered herself onto my very eager mouth. She rested her hands on the wall above my bedhead and started to rock, back and forth, slowly but with an energy and a need for fulfilment.
We both stopped talking as there was something more important to see too. I brought my hand around to her mound and found her clit, I toyed with it, as my tongue searched every crack, and tasted every morsel of her womanhood. I was determined to give her as much if not more than she gave me if I was capable.
