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It's time for Thanksgiving, and we have a mini party at Julie's the Monday night before we leave. The vodka and tequila flow freely, and Kamiko and I do a fair amount of public making out. Julie's found a decent guy named Chad and he's totally cool with us practically getting it on in front of them, but Julie decides to give us some competition in the public affection and practically attacks him on the floor while we occupy the couch. The other party goers bail and we all come up for air. "So Levine, gonna come out to your Mom right off the bat?" Julie asks. "Ah, no. We're going to keep it G-rated and cool in front of her. I'm not ready for that little fight." Kamiko looks worried. "Are you going to get in trouble over me?" "No, sweetie, it's the lesbian aspect of it that will piss Mom off, certainly not you. Everybody loves you, no matter who they are." "Heck, we could drop her off at my folks' place and they'd adopt her on the spot!" quips Chad. "Yup, Kamiko, it's not you. I'm just not sure my mother is ready to accept that I'm in love with another woman. What about your family?" "I think my father will, how do you say it, Julie, blow a gasser over it." "Gasket, sweetie, blow a gasket. A gasser would be if he had a farting attack." Kamiko dissolves into laughter as do Chad and myself. "Flatulence, the truly international language." "Hei, Chad, in Japan, we do not laugh as much, but we do laugh about it. When I return I shall have to take a chili recipe and see if I can have a gasser!" This is even funnier to our fairly drunk selves and we all bust up laughing. "Awright, we have to get going, train leaves at nine AM, and it's going to be crowded as hell, so up and at 'em 'Miko. Jules, fabulous party indeed, have a splendid time fighting with your family and enjoy the holiday. Chad, have a good time yourself after we leave and you get seriously freaky. Have a nice Thanksgiving as well." Chad and Julie both giggle as I know they're gonna get all kinds of nasty after we leave. Her mom and dad sprung for a flight home so she's going to be at the airport at the same time I have to be at the train station. None of us are going to get much sleep though as further escapades are in store. Sure enough, the second the dorm room closes, Kamiko decides I need immediate attention and simply pushes me against the door before plastering my face with long, wet kisses, and then slides to her knees where she pulls up my skirt and yanks my panties to the floor and begins licking me as deeply as she can. She's gotten quite good at it, and because I've been so damn horny, I come quickly with a deep moan and tell her to get her strap on ready. She yanks it out of the drawer and whips her clothes off and sets it up and lays down on the bed. I climb up and straddle her, kissing her passionately, and then slide myself onto it, taking the dildo as deep as I can with a satisfied sigh. I never thought I'd get into getting it from a dildo, but Kamiko moves with me, and thrusts at all the right times as I ride it hard and fast. She loves watching me get it, and will suck my nipples while I'm going, kiss my face, whatever she can while I fuck myself to a gigantic orgasm! I thrust myself as hard as I can, one, two, three more times and lean back with a contented sigh. I catch my breath and slide forward and off of it and lean forward to kiss my lover. As usual, her tongue is cold, she came roughly the same time I did, as she so often does. It is still a wonder that she gets off at my pleasure, but she's not going to just have the one, no, not tonight. I slip it off of her, and toss it to the floor, and spread her legs wide and dive right Kartal Escort into her soaking pussy. I lick her deeply, tasting her sweet muskiness, and I do so love the taste! Her hands caress my hair and stroke my head as I lick and suck her beautiful pussy, and she twists and squirms with ecstasy as I delve deeply. Already having one, I suspect I can trigger what we call a cascade where she comes half a dozen times, quickly, and extremely wetly. The biting down on her prominent clit does it and she squirts with a yelp, but I don't stop to admire the gush, I keep licking and I quiver in delight as she comes again and again, finally spasming with a shudder and a loud squeal as she climaxes mightily! "Did you like that baby?" "Oh. My. God. That was...six or more?" she gasps. "I lost count, sweetie." I say with a smile as I pull myself up next to her and kiss her deeply. No doubt about it, I love this sweet, beautiful girl. I guess that makes me a lesbian, but really, labels don't matter. We continue to kiss for a few more minutes, but then I notice her hand reaching around the bed. "What are you looking for, sweetie?" She frowns adorably. "The bed is a mess again. I shall have to change the sheets before we sleep." "No worries. Did the bed feel different tonight?" She looks at me quizically. "I did not notice. Why should it?" "Because, sweetie, I put a rubber coated sheet underneath so we don't worry about the mattress. Just throw a new sheet over the top of it and we're good." She dissolves into giggles. "Much better, but I do not know why I come so much. I never did from masturbating." "Do you want to know why?" She nods assent. "I think when you love your partner, it makes a difference. I've never had orgasms like I do with you. I don't think I loved any of my others like I do you." "That must be true. I think I love some boys, but I never would feel like this. Although you are my first." "Soon, my sweet, soon we will give you your first time." "Yes, mistress, whenever you decide it is time. Not before." Hmmm. It's been a few weeks. The moment just hasn't seemed right. In the morning, it is of course, chaos, but we eventually get settled on the train, and my attitude is fuck it, I love her, and I don't give a shit, so we engage in a light PDA. Nobody says anything, but as our car is somewhat empty, we figure no one noticed. We grab a bite on the train, and wind up seated next to a fairly obvious lesbian couple, and they are incredibly cool, but they gently make fun of us for being a new couple, and we're a bit embarrassed and I tell them so. "Why should you be?" the dark haired one asks. "Well, it's new to me, I always thought I was just into guys." "Do you still think about guys?" she counters. "Now and again, and you're the same Kamiko, right?" She nods her assent. "So you're both bi, and this may not be a permanent change for you then?" "Um....yeah...I don't really know." She smiles at me. "Enjoy it! Maybe it will last, maybe it won't, maybe you'll both be lifelong friends with benefits even after you both marry guys, but enjoy the time now. Don't be embarrassed! Do you love each other?" "Oh hell yes, I totally love her!" "And I love you as well!" chimes in Kamiko. "Then never be embarrassed about it. I think the whole world should be a bit more open about loving people. Might just make the world a more mellow place." That's actually pretty good advice and I thank her for it. The rest of our meal is spent chatting about the holidays, family, and all sorts of stuff and the trip passes pleasantly. We get hugs goodbye, and we are home, at least I am. Mom is waiting, Kartal Escort Bayan and no matter how tough I am, I miss her every single day. I run into her arms and we're both a bit misty eyed, but it's happy tears. Introductions are made and Mom, being one of the nicest people on this planet, hugs Kamiko warmly to welcome her. I'm not sure why, but on the ride, I fess up about Kamiko. Mom is stunned, but I'm surprised by her acceptance. "Well, honey, if you're in love, you're in love. I don't think the heart really has any control over itself. So she's a girl, unlike that jerk you dated last spring. If she makes you happy, and you make her happy, go for it." Kamiko's a bit stunned by my telling her, but even more stunned by Mom's warmth about the whole thing. "You do not mind my being in love with Valerie?" Mom smiles at her. "Why should I be? She's happy, and you seem happy. That's all I ever want for her. I hope that's all your parents want for you as well." Kamiko looks a bit downcast. "I....do not know how my parents would react. They do not know about this at all, other than Valerie being my friend." "Then just let them think that. They don't need to know, so just let them know that you care about her as a friend." Mom's pretty wise in that regard. "Well, Shirley and Ray would be fine, but Rhea and Stuart, I just don't know. I'd recommend keeping it a bit quiet over the weekend. Nobody needs a fight on Thanksgiving." We both laugh at that, and Kamiko looks puzzled. "Sweetie, it's a time of family togetherness, and it seems most people usually have a huge fight at some point during the weekend. We try to all get along, even thought my Aunt Rhea is kind of conservative, and my Aunt Shirley is even more liberal than me or Mom. Se we leave politics outside, and just be family." "Ah, I see. That is a good way to do it. Valerie, will there be a store where I can buy some Japanese things? You asked and I can make Doryaki. They are a dessert cake, and other than a few ingredients, I only need a mixing bowl and a......thing to cook pancakes on, I do not know the word, I am sorry." I giggle and tell her it's a griddle and she laughs, as we've had pancakes a bunch at the student cafeteria. Mom pipes up and tell us there's an Asian supermarket right next to the A