At Last a Lover

by Jen L. Lee © 2011

Sade's friends had been avoiding her lately. Sade was so lonely it was unbearable and absent friends were making matters worse. All of them told Sade that she was being a downer and that made her angry. Life wasn't fair and it was hard on her, because now that they were in their second year of high school, all of her friends, straight and lesbian, were pairing up. Even her best friend Annie had found a lover, someone they had both known since kindergarten. Annie and Nicola had been falling in love with each other over the past few years. The funny thing was that neither of them knew how the other felt. It only came out after sneaking a bottle of wine and watching some European lesbian porn that Annie's mom had stashed that their true feelings emerged. Annie and Nicola both commented how sexy the girls in this "Viv Thomas" film were and how sexy they looked kissing, they both laughed and kissed each other and it just sort of progressed from there. Now they were even talking about living together after graduation and Annie had "come out" to her mom.

Sade wasn't angry, she was thrilled for her best friend in her own way, yet she was also jealous. She wondered where her sexy, wonderful life partner was.

Annie confronted her over her downer attitude. "It's not easy to be positive when you're almost 16 and all your friends are too busy with their new partners to have some fun," Sade pouted.

"You need to put yourself out there," Annie suggested.

"How out there do I have to be?" Sade griped. "I've been openly gay since I was 13 – my parents still haven't forgiven me for the fact they'll likely never be grandparents – I go to lesbian clubs and I know a waitress in one as well – a lot of my friends are bi-sexual or lesbians – and still, nothing has happened in my life. You try staying positive through all of that."

Annie had to concede her friend had a point. She and Nicola were going to spend the weekend together, a romantic, naughty weekend for two for their six month anniversary. An older friend of Annie's was having them for a "sleepover" but she was actually going away with her girlfriend and leaving the apartment to the younger girls. Of all this left Sade on her own for the weekend. With nothing better to do, Sade decided to just wander around a little bit and see what she could find to do. It was a gorgeous spring day and the sun was shining and the temperature was mild. She was a few blocks from her apartment when she happened upon a yard sale. As she had a fair amount of extra cash available to her, she thought she could look around and maybe find herself a cute outfit or something to read or something else she might need on the cheap.

She began to look around and found a few things she liked – a nice pair of boots that would look great with one of her outfits, a cute little skirt that would show off her long, brown legs and a few other items, all for under $40. Then she happened a table of books and discovered that a great deal of them were lesbian erotica. As that happened to be one of Sade's passions, she began building a small pile of books, setting the rest of her stuff down on the table. As Sade was moving the books to one side, she felt someone approaching her from behind.

She turned to see a stunning woman who appeared to be in her late 20's to mid-30's. Her hair was jet- black and nicely styled around a truly lovely face, with near-violet eyes. Her complexion was very pale and she was dressed in a snug black dress with pretty black high heels. Her entire body was slender and she gave off an aura unlike anything Sade had ever felt before.

"You seem to have quite a pile of books there, want some help with them?" The woman asked. Her voice was low and sensual and Sade already felt herself becoming aroused.

"Yes please, lesbian erotica a passion of mine," Sade smiled, hoping she wouldn't say too much and make an idiot of herself. Why was she feeling so odd around this woman?

"They were a passion of my ex's as well," The woman sighed. "Most of this stuff is hers, which is why I'm getting rid of it." She gazed at Sade for a few minutes. "I probably shouldn't be selling this to you – but I suppose it's okay, I want it out of here."

"Oh, I see. Was it a bad breakup?" Sade asked before she realized the woman might not want to talk about it.

"Aren't they all?" The woman chuckled. "Seriously it was the worst – I found out she'd been sleeping with two of her co-workers the entire 8 years we were together. I wouldn't have minded her having a little fling or two IF she'd been open about it. I would have understood – some of the women she works with are gorgeous – but I gave her my heart and she stomped over it," She sniffed. "Oh, look at me, acting like a ninny in front of you – I shouldn't bother you with my shit." She held out her hand and smiled "Hi, my name is Delia."

Sade actually moved closer and gave her a small hug. "My name is Sade and don't worry about it, I'm a good listener. I agree, that's not cool and man, what a dumb chick she must have been! You're gorgeous, why would anyone cheat on you?"

"I'm gorgeous?" Delia smiled. "I was just thinking the same thing about you. I – sort of have a thing for young, sexy black women. Sienna was black as well."

"Do tell," Sade grinned.

"Are we flirting?" Delia asked her, giggling a bit. It was quite adorable.

"I know I sure am," Sade told her. She was feeling very warm and it wasn't from the weather. It was a nice feeling to know this older, incredible woman found her interesting.

"Why don't we go inside and I'll find you some bags to put all of those books in?" Delia suggested. "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

"God yes," Sade sighed. "I haven't had one all day, I might get cranky and irritable."

"Oh my, we can't have that beautiful young face looking unhappy," Delia said as she ushered Sade into her home.

"You're still flirting with me," Sade smiled.

"You betcha and I don't intend to stop either," Delia smiled back. "Let me put the coffee on, don't you go anywhere."

Sade had no intention of going anywhere, she already felt very comfortable in Delia's home. It was warm and inviting with little eclectic touches everywhere, some nice things and a bit kitschy. Sade realized after a few minutes of looking around why she felt so comfortable in this house – it was the way she herself would decorate a home when she finally owned one.

Delia came back with a loving serving tray with a nice pot of coffee, cream and sugar, plus some cookies that appeared to be homemade. "I bake," Delia confessed. "It's a vice and I bake more when I'm lonely."

"I understand," Sade said. "With me, it's cleaning. I doubt there's a spec of dust in my room. Drives my Mom insane, she doesn't have anything to complain about." She reached for a cookie and felt Delia's hand touch hers. She looked into the woman's beautiful eyes and felt herself trembling.

"If you don't kiss me right now, I'm going to pout for the rest of the day," Delia whispered in a soft, husky tone.

"Even though I'm sure your pout is as beautiful as the rest of you, we can't have that," the pretty teen said, leaning in for a warm kiss. Their lips brushed together and Sade's mind went off in a spin. Delia wore an intoxicating scent and she had the softest, fullest lips, her tongue was probing gently, but not enough to be inappropriate. Sade knew her panties were wet and who she'd be thinking of when she used her vibe tonight.

"Oh, my," Delia said, reaching for her coffee cup. "That was – amazing!" She looked over to see Sade's beaming face.

"Yes, that's how I'd put it," Sade agreed. They talked for a while and then Delia said she really should get back to the sale. She insisted on giving Sade the books and other things, although Sade protested.

"I will let you pay on one condition," Delia said, taking Sade's hand and squeezing it. "You let me take us both to dinner tonight."

Sade squeezed back. "If you will answer one question. You're not just asking me out to get over Sienna? I'm not just a rebound?"

Delia laughed sweetly. "Oh no, far from it. The moment I saw you walking on to the property I knew that I had to meet you. If you meet me back here at 6, we can have a lovely evening – please say yes."

"Yes, of course, I'd love it," Sade smiled. Delia kissed her cheek and they both went outside. As she walked away, Sade realized that if Delia had asked her to strip down so that they could have sex, she probably would have done it. Something about Delia had drawn her in right away and she hoped to learn more about this gorgeous, ethereal beauty.

She went home and rifled through her clothes. She didn't want to appear slutty, but she did want to give the appearance of being interested – very interested. What to wear, what to wear --? That's when she found – it. The dress that she hoped would knock Delia's socks (or stockings, she hoped) off. She practically slithered into it and went back to Delia's home at the agreed upon time. She told her mother she was going out for the night and to spend some time with a friend. Her mother saw her outfit and frowned but Sade knew her Mom wouldn't say too much. There was something about her mother that Sade knew that she didn't think she would want anyone finding out about.

Upon arriving at Delia's lovely home, she saw that her new friend looked magnificent, strong and erotic in a black pantsuit that dipped low in front to reveal she was only wearing a black lace body stocking underneath. Delia gasped when she saw Sade who was wearing a low cut, silver, wrap-around dress that ended around mid-thigh. It left nothing to the imagination. You could not wear a bra with this dress and Delia's appraising look made her smile. She knew that Delia was wondering if there was any underwear under the dress at all. Let her wonder, Sade thought to herself. The two women met in the middle of the driveway and kissed again and time seemed to stand still for the both of them.

"If we keep standing here kissing like this, your neighbors are going to wonder about us and we'll never get to dinner," Sade said as she broke the kiss.

"My neighbors know all about my little kinks, sweetie," Delia smiled. "I'm very open."

"Well, I'm very hungry," Sade teased. "You have to feed this girl before you get her in bed."

"Okay, let's get this girl fed!" Delia giggled. They got in the car and went to a nice Chinese restaurant. They kept rubbing their knees together under the table and acting like giddy schoolgirls. Delia paid the bill and they stood in the parking lot, kissing hard and sharing each other's air.

"You're not going to make me wait for our third date, are you?" Delia panted.

"FUCK, no!" Sade panted. "I've wanted you since I saw you; I want us to roll around naked in your bed and girl-fuck each other senseless!" She didn't think she should mention to Delia that this would only be her 3rd time in bed with a woman – she didn't want to scare her new lover away.

"I like a woman who speaks her mind," Delia grinned. "Let's get back to my place and I'll get you out of that fucking sexy dress, pretty girl!"

They got back to Delia's place and slammed the door behind them, hands eagerly groping each other's bodies. Sade was enamored of her new lover, Delia's entire persona seemed to be sexual, even at dinner, it had been shining through. She saw Delia's delight as she let the dress slide from her body to reveal she was wearing a silver thong that matched the dress – and nothing else but her high heels.

"DAMN!" Delia groaned, pulling Sade close to her and shoving her tongue in the younger woman's mouth. "I like that you're not afraid to be naughty with me, it's such a turn-on! God, you're so young and you're so fucking beautiful, I can't believe you're here with me!"

"Baby, for you, I'll be the hottest little slut ever!" Sade moaned as their mouths twisted together. She was sure the juices were running down her thighs and Delia yanked her hand and pulled her into the bedroom. Delia began peeling off her own clothes and her pale, milky-white skin was such a nice contrast to Sade's dark sensuality. She loved Delia's breasts and as her lover got naked, she saw her pubis was shaved or waxed bare. It was very pink and all of Delia's body was so erotic and desirable, Sade didn't know where she should start. Delia joined her on the bed and they wrapped their arms around each other and kissed and caressed. Despite the heat both felt coming from the other, they didn't want to end the magic of their mutual lust.

"You're dripping, you teenage whore," Delia snarled as they tumbled around the large bed. "You're practically begging me for it."

"Fuck YES, I am!" Sade moaned, loving how comfortable they had become with each other so quickly. Their grunts and groans served as their background music and as Delia's hands moved down her body, Sade's body responded happily. The milky skin of the exotic Delia mixed with Sade's chocolate body and they were a sexy marble-cake swirl of desire. Their bodies ground together and Sade found herself climaxing under the more-experienced Delia.

Delia gave her new lover her full attention and showed Sade how desirable she thought she was with every lick and every thrust of her fingers into the black girl's cunt. Sade's body kept experiencing sensations not unlike electric shock and she realized that they were miniature climaxes. She was almost sobbing when Sade got through with her.

Sade flipped her lover over, feeling playful and aggressive. She sucked Delia's pale pink nipples and worked her way down Delia's body, loving the smoothness of it, the aroma of her lover's arousal. "Fuck, oh mother of God, fuckitfuckit, FUCK MY CUNT!" Delia growled, her body twisting upon the bed. Sade was thrilled that she could make Delia cum this way and further joy was caused by the happiness she felt at watching Delia lose control. This wouldn't be their last time, this was just the beginning! She pulled Delia close and they kissed and changed places, rubbing their cunts together in the "scissors" move until both of them had a powerful cum!

"Oh God, that was incredible," Delia panted, her nails digging into Sade's shoulders. "OH baby, say you felt it too!"

"You couldn't tell?" Sade gasped, trying to catch her breath as well. "It's only 11 PM, we've got more time – think you'd like me to fuck you again?"

"I think I'd like you to stay with me for the rest of the night and into tomorrow," Delia grinned, throwing her leg over Sade's. "I'd like to spoil my new young girlfriend rotten," She told Sade.

"Girlfriend?"

"Yes, if you think you'd like for us to be," Delia laughed happily. "I know it's too soon, but after sex that hot, I'm sure we'll be great together! I can pamper and spoil you and buy you sexy things, you can keep them here and visit – often!" She smiled at Sade.

Sade nodded happily and tried not to let her new girlfriend see the tears in her eyes. It had taken a while for her to find her someone special, but a unique woman like Delia had been worth the extra waiting time.