Falling in love again
Author's Note: This is a long complex romantic and sexy Lesbian Love Story involving a small group of people who just happen to collide in this thing we call life.
The following Chapter, 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. You will find a lot of interaction between both Pixie and Sonny and her BFF Sarah. To help you understand the timing of this story, Pixie and Sonny met ten years ago, as teenagers. Hopefully, I captured their emotions and transferred them on to you. 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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Continuation from Part 3.
PART 5.
After I Came Out.
A weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. In a single day, my whole world had changed.
Time meant nothing suddenly and what was a priority yesterday didn't matter today. I felt different. All I wanted was to be with Pixie, to listen to her, to speak to her. I found out she spoke fluent French, and that she noticed things that I missed. That she is not ashamed of who she is. She has this confidence about her, she speaks her mind and listens to your arguments. Most importantly she loves me, I know this because she said so.
The most important things to me had happened so quickly, I had seen the love of my life, naked, I had tasted her juices, I had introduced her to my parents, well she introduced herself, and the two most important things had taken place. First I acknowledged who I was and my parents had seen me as I truly am.
I felt so contented as I sat on Pixie's lap in front of my parents around our kitchen table my fears of showing my parents who I was had melted away as if it was nothing. I found a hidden strength. I could feel it inside of me.
Pixie was talking to my parents and I sat listening, she was telling them about her life. The emptiness of not having a mother around but having two sets of grandparents helping her dad raise her. She was born in France her mother was French but her dad was a dinky die Aussie. Rough around the edges, but so full of love. A hard man, who curses a lot, who stands up for what he believes in, and not scared to voice his opinion. Doesn't believe in political correctness and calls a spade and fucking shovel. She laughed as she said it.
My parents do not use profanity, and my Poppa has told me on numerous occasions that cursing is just being lazy, you should look to increase your vocabulary. My first thought was, 'Oh boy when these two men meet'.
"Mr Chol, would you expect me to come to you to ask for Sanjana's hand in marriage?" Pixie asked him out of the blue. Taking the three of us by complete surprise.
The look on Momma's face was divine, her hands went up and covered her mouth. I sat there before it sunk in what she had just asked my Father.
I jumped up putting my hands on my hips and glared down at her. "You had better ask me first Pix," I told her in no uncertain terms. She looked up at me, with a confused look on her face.
"What?" She asked me, glaring back at me.
My Momma was caught between laughing and giggling.
"Sonny, I am not asking you to marry me, babe, I was just wanting to know how I should, when we are ready, how we should go about it," Then as she went back over what she had said, she turned a bright red.
Then turning to my Poppa she explained, "I am so sorry, I didn't think it came out the way it did. No Sonny and I aren't thinking of getting married, no, no honestly. We haven't talked about it," The longer she went on the deeper the hole she was digging. I took the opportunity to have some fun at her expense.
"So you don't want to marry me?" I asked, a cold hard look on my face.
"Yes, I do, of course I do. You know how I feel about you, Sonny,"
"I'm not so sure I do now?" I continued.
My Poppa interceded on Pixie's behalf. "Sanjana, wewe ni kuwa ukatili kwake, kuacha dakika hii." [Sanjana, you are being cruel to her, stop this minute.]
I broke into a smile and cupped her face in my hands, looked at my Momma, she smiled at me, so I kissed Pixie in front of my parents for the first time.
"You .........aaarrrrrggggg," Pixie exclaimed. She then hugged me.
Turning to my Poppa she said it differently this time. "Mr Chol, when and IF we ever decide to marry, would you expect me to come and ask for her hand?"
"Yes, Pixie I would. But as you two hardly know each other I don't expect us to have the conversation for some time to come,"
"OK, so now I know," she replied. "It's a long way down the track, I mean, Sonny has to win this dancing scholarship first right?"
I smiled at her, "With you by my side anything is possible, babe," And I kissed her again. This time Momma raised an eyebrow. I got the hint, that enough was enough.
"I mean what I said before you two, no hanky panky in my house, so behave and show some respect," she told us. Momma had laid down her rules, there would be no fooling around in her house.
"What are your plans now Pixie?" My Poppa asked her.
"Tonight I need to get home and I have to bring my dad up to speed on everything. Then an early night and work in the morning,"
"We haven't spoken about it in detail yet, but I would like to introduce Sonny to my dad," She said while looking at me.
"That is scary Pixie," I told her.
"You will love him, he is a big old bear, rough around the edges but a gentle soul, honest babe, there is nothing to fear,"
"Easy for you to say," I told her.
"Maybe we can talk about it tomorrow," she said. I nodded.
"I must be going, thank you for dinner it was delicious Momma, and thank you Mr Chol it has been a real pleasure. I look forward to seeing you all at the photo shoot on Saturday." Then she did an amazing thing, she hugged my Poppa and did the same to Momma, kissing her on both cheeks.
My Poppa was a little bashful but took it with good graces. Momma had the biggest smile on her face, the biggest I had ever seen. We walked out to her car, hand in hand. She opened her door and sat down, looking up at me.
"Tomorrow night, do you think your Momma would be OK with you sleeping over, then it would save me driving all the way up here and back down to the studio for the shoot?"
"If I ask her it will be a definite NO, but if you ask her she might say yes. She will probably get you to promise her that we won't sleep together and no hanky panky before you put a ring on my finger," I told her. "You seemed to have made a big impact on my parents,"
"I had better go a buy you a ring then," She said without giving it a second thought. "Because I am not going to wait around that long, I want more of what you did to me tonight,"
"Would you do that?" I asked.
She looked up into my eyes and told me in no uncertain terms, "In a millisecond Sonny. What are your plans tomorrow?" She asked.
"I'll do some housework for Momma, and then get some practice in, why, what have you got on your mind?"
"A. Because I want to see you. And B. Because I need you. But I have to go in and cover for one of the girls who is off sick, so won't be available until tomorrow evening. Why don't you come into town and meet me after we close, we can grab a movie and a bite to eat somewhere?"
"Are you asking me out on another date? Oh my, you are spoiling me, aren't you? What time do you close?"
She took hold of my hands and kissed my fingertips before telling me "That is all I want to do, spoil you over and over, again and again. 7 PM."
I sighed, I have never been so in love. In such a short period of time, I had fallen hopelessly in love with this woman. She rested her head against my tummy. Her hair felt so soft compared to mine as I stroked it, I felt her fingers toying with the zipper of my jeans, and I froze. I whispered to her, "Are you crazy, Pix, out here in the open," Then I felt her fingertips just brush against my folds and I was lost in the euphoria of lust, of love, and the fear of getting caught. "Stop babe, please," a finger slipped past my panties and she pushed it gently up to tease my hidden pearl. Thank god it was dark, but I felt sure everyone one of our neighbours was watching us from behind their curtains. I shook as she toyed and teased me to a small but intense climax.
I held onto her head tightly as I came down from the mountaintop of pleasure.
I told her in between my panting, "One day you are going to us arrested,"
"If I do, it would be worth it," She smiled her reply. "Now I have a souvenir to remind me of how much I am going to miss you when you aren't with me," She put her fingers to her nose and smiled at me.
I bent my head and kissed her, "Ring me when you get home, so I know you made it safe and sound, please,"
She wound down her window and stuck her head out so I kissed her once again. "I will," She started her little car and drove off.
Before I could get back into the house my phone rang. "I miss you already," Is all she said then hung up, not waiting for a reply.
I stopped and smiled at the thought. I knew I was going to spend the night tossing and turning. I was about to walk through the front door when I touched my core and realised my zipper was still open. I nearly died. There was no way I could explain that to my Momma, and any request for me to spend the night at Pixie's place would have ended before it had been asked.
I walked in and looked at my Momma and Poppa, a warm smile on my face. They were sitting at the kitchen table and they watched me. Then Momma spoke up.
"Child, come sit with us and talk," I looked at their faces, I knew this discussion was going to happen sooner or later. Momma continued, "Sanjana, I know you are past your 18th birthday and you are an adult. But know one thing, you will always be our child and we will love you no matter what,"
The tears were starting to well in my eyes. I nodded and I also knew it wasn't my turn to talk yet.
