Overseas ( Lesbian Story)

Eight

Mickey

So it's been a couple of weeks since Shell and I decided to make us official. And as promised I broke up with Tessa. From what Michelle has told me. She's broken up with Malik, and to be honest everything has been going great. Michelle doesn't like Amour but, that's something she's going to have to get over. I've been bringing Amour's little brother over twice and I already love the boy to death.
Well, today is Saturday and we start moving today. For a second there, I actually started liking being in the same room as Michelle.
My alarm woke me up early. 6:00 am I didn't want to get up but I did. Rolling out of the bed, I picked some sweat pants, a Harvard University t-shirt & hoodie. Closing my dresser, I turned my head to see Michelle laying down, smirking while watching me before I shower. I returned the smile she unknowingly sent me. "What you looking at bighead??" I shot at her stripping out of my tshirt, walking towards her.
"You, ugly. Now Kiss me." she puckered her lips and closed her eyes. Lowkey I made a Bisshh Whet face seconds before she opened an eye, signaling me that she'd been waiting. So, I bent down and kissed her, not to soon before I pulled away. "Yo breath stink babe." Michelle said laughing, pulling the covers from over her. "Shut up. You stink to but at least I'm bout to take a shower." I shot walking away moving towards the bathroom to brush my teeth.
I picked my red tooth brush with little Mickey Mouses on it up and proceeded to brush my teeth, when I felt Shell's hand around my neck. "Then let me shower with you." She said straight forward. With my mouth full of toothpaste I nodded my head as she picked up her pink Minnie Mouse tooth brush.
About three minutes later, I pull the top of the toilet seat down, sitting on it. Michelle blasts music from her iPod that was hooked up to her speakers. She walked back into the bathroom, stripping beautifully out of her skin tight night clothes. Cautiously dropping her panties to the floor, she helped me out of my clothes. Taking me by my hands leading me to the already running shower. For the first time she's taking the lead, by now she knows how I like it. As we stepped in the shower, her hair dampened and crinkled under the water. I barely got wet, before she pushed me back against the wall of the shower; wrapping her lips around one side of my neck and her hand on the other. As an instant reaction I tilted my head back giving her better access. I held her back, trailing my hands down to her ass grabbing two handfuls. Her thick lips released themselves off my now throbbing neck, when she mmmm-ed in my ear. "Lemme get clean first." she whispered. "I'll wash your back if you wash mine." I spoke up smirking.
Soon enough she turned her beautifully shaped body against me. Taking the scrunchie I rubbed the oatmeal soap on it, before rubbing it down her back. With my free hand I pulled her closer to me, tucking my head right in between her neck. I nibbled on her goddess like skin, feeling it heat up against my tongue. Michelle threw her head back, as I softly moved my hands down her side, and around to her freshly shaved pussy. I could almost feel her clit beating against my fingers,while I rubbed it in circles. She let out a breathy giggle, "That's not my back babe." Smirking she rinsed off, then wrapping her arms around my neck. She took my bottom lip, pulling it with her.

I grabbed her by the bends of her legs rushing from the shower to the bed tossing her down. As I began to crawl up from between her caramel legs, the door to the master bedroom closed. Along with it was my father's voice, "Wake up, sleepy heads.." His voice and footsteps were nearing our door.

"Shiiiit." I quickly hopped up off of Michelle and ran to my side of the room, practically tripping. She rolled her eyes running to the bathroom closing the door, while I slid my boxers on along with a sports bra.
"Time to get up, today is the last day we move. We gotta be out by 6:00 pm." Poppa opened the door talking to me. I just nodded knowing I was outta breath. He said nothing further but closed the door back. Just as he closed it Michelle's door opened, with her rushing towards me. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around me.
"Shall we continue?" She asked knowing the answer. I pushed her back against the wall, kissing her neck softly.
"MICKEEEEYY!" I heard my poppa yell after me from downstairs. "Daaammmiiit" I sang whist stomping a foot to the ground. "Stop baby....just stay.... He'll stop calling in a while...." Michelle said in between small kisses she left on my lips. "no I gotta see what he needs, we can finish later.........IM ON MY WAY DAD!" I said pulling my clothes on.
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I walked down the stairs into the kitchen where my pops resided. He was at the glass dinning table with papers scattered everywhere....Aww shit....
"What is this?" He lifted an orange envelop slapping it down on the table. I opened my mouth to speak, but he cut me off with amazing anger in his voice. "I've failed you! All I asked of you was to do your very best! And you won't give me that! You made a B in Chemistry!" My dad has always been a strong ass about grades but never like this. Actually I thought I made a worst grade than that. "Listen to yourself Papa. It's just a B, and it's amongst my first. I'm-" my father cut me off. His strong voice booming. "I WANT YOU TO BE SOMETHING-SOMEBODY, GO TO HARVARD LIKE YOUR MOTH-" I couldn't take anymore. "MAYBE I DONT WANNA LIKE MAMA, PA!STOP FORCING ME INTO BEING SOMEONE IM NOT! I KNOW YOUR HURT AND I AM TOO, BUT COME ON PAPA IM NOT HER!" I backed down when I realized that I've just raised my voice. But, before I could say sorry he stood up. "Watch who you are talking to." just then my "step" mother came rushing down the stairs. "Stop! James it's just a B" She clung onto his arm. I fled up the stairs, and jumped in my bed.
My day went 0-100 real quick