Introduction: If you haven't read Parts 1-4 of "The Converse Chronicles", then you'll probably be lost. There is a great deal of back story in the previous chapters, and the story here is a direct follow-on from a previous chapter.
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New Characters:
Carmen Flores - Cordelia's 40 year old mother. A bi-sexual, but predominantly lesbian woman and an ex-cop. Carmen now works in real estate and is an exquisite Latina beauty in a completely different vein than her daughter. Tall (5'10"), full-lipped, and very well endowed (naturally 38DD), Carmen's pale skin is in stark contrast to her otherwise clear Hispanic heritage. She frequently changes her hair colors to the most hilarious shades imaginable and has a flippant and humorous streak that delights all who meet her.
Carla Bellamy - Cordelia's lesbian wife. A stunning black woman who looks nowhere near her 52 years, Carla also has a daughter, Jade (introduced in Chapter 3). Carla works real estate with her partner (in more ways than one), Carmen. A lifetime of dance and martial arts has kept Carla's 5'4" frame slender and healthy despite her age.
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Chapter 5: A House Divided
(immediately following Chapter 3, concurrent with Chapter 4)
Flustered, confused, aroused, and completely out of sorts... Jade Bellamy drove home after her work shift at the Longhorn Steakhouse without knowing how she even got there. The events of earlier that evening still burned in the back of her mind, and ached in other places.
The brunette beauty who had all but seduced her in the restaurant, when Jade herself didn't even think of herself as bi, much less a lesbian, was a shock enough. But when she had invited her to share the man she called 'Daddy' all night long in the back of their car...
... well, she should have been outraged, she thought at first. How could a woman pursuing a Master's Degree in anthropology to further her career in counseling and human behavior even consider becoming a cheap whore in a parking lot???
It then struck her... it wasn't only perfect for her, it was almost REQUIRED of her. This was a side of human nature she was completely and utterly unfamiliar with. How could she help others with this kind of thing if she'd never known it herself? Jade had grown up in a quiet, and for the most part conservative, household. She didn't know her father, and her mother was a solid, spirited, and very unremarkable woman, or so she thought. She knew her mother hadn't dated any men as she was raising her, and the few times she meekly brought it up her mother had always brusquely responded that she didn't have time for any of that kind of nonsense.
Jade herself had almost no experience with boys, or girls, or sex in any way. It wasn't that she was ugly, far from it. She just never really understood people. Relationships, even friendships, were sometimes difficult for her because she was so naturally quiet and awkward. The furthest she had ever been with a boy in high school was some clumsy fumbling under her shirt, trying futilely to find her less than impressive breasts and nipples in the dark.
It was only later, after Jade was grown and a woman herself, that her mother had confided in her that she was truly and wholly a lesbian, and her father was nothing more than the genetic material in a test tube she had acquired so she could be a mother. This revelation had left Jade angry, and her early college years she spent in Austin, although only 90 minutes from home, were very lonely as she would never come down to visit, and rarely even interacted with her mother during that time. Jade rebelled against her nature somewhat while in her early years of college. Austin is an easy town to go wild in, and while she didn't completely lose herself in debauchery, she certainly learned enough about men and what it took to entrance and seduce them to consider herself more or less proficient in 'getting laid'.
It was working towards her degree in psychology that first opened Jade's eyes to just how wrong she had been in how she treated her mother. Texas isn't an easy place to be black. Or a woman. Or a lesbian. Being a black lesbian woman in Texas was a triple threat of trouble that Carla didn't want to expose her daughter to any more than was necessary.
Jade came home frequently in her final year of school and did all she could to repair her relationship with her mother. It was at that time that she first met Carmen and her then 16 year old daughter, Cordelia. Carmen and Carla had already worked together for many years as realtors, and there working relationship grew into something more. By the time Jade came back to the fold, so to speak, the beautifully mismatched but loving couple had moved in together and laid plans for their wedding.
Despite their differences in age (6 years) and a lack of any real interests in common, Jade and Cordelia got along well together, or at least, they never had reason to fight with each other.
2 years have passed since that time and now Jade was living in the Bellamy-Flores home, working part-time and going to UTSA full-time for her Master's degree. Jade mused that her conservative, sheltered upbringing had certainly not prepared her for her mother's bombshell announcements... but it also left her without a firm grasp of the variety of human sexual interactions.
All of this ran through her mind as she absently entered the house and made her way to her mother's study. She noted the light was on, which meant her mother was at her desk working, and she burst rather unceremoniously into the room. What she hadn't counted on was finding her mother's wife with her head buried between her mother's legs as she was perched on the edge of her desk.
"JADE!", Carla called out as Jade made an immediate U-turn and bolted from the room. "Shit", Carmen muttered unhappily. With their busy schedules this was the first time she'd had a chance to lick her wife's delicious pussy in a week. Carla scrambled up and grabbed a longcoat from the rack as she passed it in the hall so she wouldn't intrude on her daughter still naked.
"Jade, honey, let me in, baby." Carla called to her daughter's door. "No, go away Mom. I don't want to deal with all that right now. I had a weird night at work and I needed to talk to you. I'm sorry I interrupted your 'business deal'." Jade answered somewhat acidly.
Carmen had followed the pair upstairs in their spacious manor and found Carla with her head leaned against her daughter's door. "Come on, love. Give her a little space for now. I can't imagine that was any more pleasant for her than it was for us. I know you've got a full plate tomorrow, but I'll be home all day, and I know she's off work and school. I'll see if I can talk with her."
Carla gave her wife a thankful hug and a quick kiss, and hand in hand they went to the master suite. Despite the interruption, both women were still mightily aroused from the week-long forced abstinence, and before long their loving touches became more sensual... more erotic... until finally Carla, unable to wait any longer, climbed on top of Carmen and sat her dripping wet hole over her full and eager lips.
As Carmen's long tongue lapped up that nectar she had been longing for, Carla leaned forward and slipped her long, ruby-nail tipped fingers into her wife's tight, aching pussy and curling them upwards found her G-spot. As her thumb rapidly gyrated on the Hispanic woman's engorged clit, her burrowing fingers brought her to orgasm simultaneously as Carmen's skilled tongue did to her, and she flooded Carmen's mouth with her juices.
