Chapter 4

They continued chattering; nothing urgent or earth-shattering in their conversation. Ashely talked about work, about her schooling, about her time at the Louisiana Center for the Blind in Ruston, Louisiana.

Celeste talked about her parents, about their death, and about her schooling. She admitted to always feeling more like an observer than a participant; her grandmother’s Draconian rule making it difficult to spread her wings.

Hey, get my back?” Celeste asked, feeling far too warm as the sun beat down on her flesh.

“Sure, okay,” Ashley agreed, putting her drink cup down.

Ashley hesitated for a moment, biting on her bottom lip. Then she raised her head, facing Celeste.

“Are, are you really um, naked?” Ashley whispered.

“Yeah. What? Why, why would I fibble fabble about that?” Celeste asked, grabbing the tube lotion as she rolled onto her belly.

“Fibble fabble?” Ashley asked, cautiously approaching Celeste.

Celeste watched Ashley’s hesitant steps and realized the girl was feeling her way, using her feet as hands on the quite warm wood of the deck. She shook her head; her new friend’s skills were simply amazing to her.

“Fibble fabble. It’s a really big, really silly lie,” Celeste explained the definition of her Grandmother’s concocted word.

“Okay,” Ashley announced when her shin found the chaise lounge.

“Okay, hold out your hands,” Celeste ordered.

She squeezed some of the thick lotion into the palm of Ashely’s left hand. Ashley rubbed her two hands together, then bent over and located Celeste’s bare back, close to Celeste’s shoulder blades. Celeste could not fight back the groan as she felt Ashely’s hands on her back.

“OMG, you, you ARE! You, you really are naked!” Ashley hissed as she ran her palms along Celeste’s back where her bra strap should have been.

“Ashley, what? I’m going lie to you?” Celeste giggled.

“I, you, oh!” Ashley gulped, hands now running along Celeste’s lower back.

“Your linguistic skills are just incredible,” Celeste teased as Ashley continued to knead her sweaty flesh.

“Oh, oh, shut up!” Ashley giggled, shifting slightly and beginning to cautiously approach Celeste’s buttocks.

“Mm, Ashley, I’m, I’m going give you thirty minutes to stop that,” Celeste murmured as Ashley smoothed lotion onto Celeste’s buttocks.

“Thirty minutes, huh?” Ashley giggled, delivering a playful little pinch to Celeste’s right buttock.

“Ow!” Celeste giggled.

“Oh, that didn’t hurt,” Ashley accused.

“Hurt a lot. I’m probably crippled for life here,” Celeste said as Ashley finally ceased rubbing the lotion into her flesh.

“You, uh, you have a uh, a beautiful body,” Ashley whispered a moment later.

“You, uh, you do too,” Celeste said as Ashley once more lay upon the covered chaise lounge.

They lapsed into an uneasy silence. Celeste was not sure what her friend was thinking but her beautiful, expressive face was scrunched in thought.

“I, God, I would just love to see that body,” Celeste thought, looking over at the modest bikini the blind girl wore.

“God, I would love to hold that beautiful body, kiss that beautiful face, tell her I love her,” Celeste continued thinking as Ashley took another sip of her alcoholic beverage.

“I, you serious? There’s a fence whole way around? No one can see back here?” Ashley asked, putting the insulated cup onto the wooden deck.

“Ashely, I’m not crazy,” Celeste said. “Think I’d be out here naked if anyone could see me?”

“I, no, no, I I guess not,” Ashley mumbled.

“Listen?” Celeste said, getting to her feet.

She walked from the deck to the wooden fence. Looking over her shoulder, she made sure she had Ashley’s attention. She then gave a hard knock onto the fence.

“And…” Celeste called out, hurrying to the rear portion of the fence and giving another hard knock onto the wooden boar.

“And…” she said one more time as she approached the third fence.

“I, okay, okay, I believe you,” Ashley said just before Celeste gave a hard rap on the wooden fence.

Celeste’s heart caught in her throat as the pale beauty reached back and unhooked her bikini top. She watched as Ashley bravely bared her 32D breasts and pale pink areolae. Her nipples stuck out at least a half an inch from the pale half-dollar coin sized areole, stiff in Ashley’s excited nervousness.

“And…” Ashley murmured, thumbs in her waistband.

“Oh, let, let me,” Celeste begged.

She froze; she’d not intended to speak out loud. Celeste had not intended to give voice to her feelings.

“Huh?” Ashley asked, shock etched on her face.

“Not…nothing,” Celeste stammered.

“I, nothing, nothing,” Celeste murmured, again lying onto the chaise lounge.

“You, no, no, you said…” Ashley stammered, thumbs still hooked in the waistband of her bikini bottom.

“Just, just drop it,” Celeste begged.

“Well, I was trying to do that,” Ashley quipped. “But then you had to say something.”

“I, I said, I want, I want to um, damn it, Ashley, I, I’m gay,” Celeste managed to choke out.

“You, you’re what?” Ashley asked, now sitting up, bikini bottom still firmly around her waist.

“I, I’m gay. And, and I’m, I am so in love with you,” Celeste confessed.

“I, you. You are?” Ashley whispered, eyes large.

“Yeah,” Celeste said, rolling onto her back to stare up at the sky.

Maybe if she focused on those three wispy clouds that lazily wafted along on an air current, far, far above the earth she would not have to look at the disgusted look on her friend’s face. Maybe her former friend’s face. She watched as the clouds slowly floated, carefree.

“I, so, what? What’s that like?” Ashley asked, voice a whisper.

“What’s what like?” Celeste asked, wishing she could be a cloud.

“Be, being gay,” Ashley asked.

“I, hell, Ashley, I don’t know,” Celeste huffed, finally twisting to look at Ashley. “I mean, I, I’ve never not been gay.”

“Just like I’ve never not been blind,” Ashley mused, biting on her bottom lip in an adorable manner.

“Yeah! Yes, exactly,” Celeste agreed.

“So, kissing a girl, kissing another girl, is it like kissing a guy? There was this one boy at the summer camps, God! He was disgusting; never took a shower and was always grabbing our boobs and our butts and one time he kissed me,” Ashley said, getting somewhat animated. “Stuck his tongue in my mouth and…ew! I punched him right in the face; Miss Pam said I broke his nose. But all us girls said he had it coming.”

“I, I would hope that kissing a girl would be a lot better than that,” Celeste giggled at Ashley’s animated description of the incident.

“God! I would hope so too,” Ashley giggled.

“If you want,” Celeste said, the blood roaring in her ears. “I uh, we, we could try it and see.”

“Okay!” Ashley agreed very readily.

Celeste nearly leapt from her chaise lounge. She stumbled slightly in her step as Ashley worked her bikini bottom down and off. Her neat triangle of brown curls capped her very plump pubic mound.

“Oh what a pretty pussy,” Celeste breathed.

“Yeah?” Ashley asked.

“Mm hmm,” Celeste agreed, sitting on the left edge of the simple lawn furniture.

Leaning forward, Celeste softly brought her lips to Ashley’s lips. Gently, she brushed Ashley’s lips with hers. The soft gasp from Ashley made Celeste smile. She again brushed Ashley’s lips with hers, then softly licked Ashley’s pursed lips with the tip of her tongue.

“Oh!” Ashley breathed.

“Mm hmm,” Celeste breathed then slowly, lovingly worked her tongue into Ashely’s mouth.

Her hands went to Ashely’s face. Then, her left hand went to Ashely’s shoulder while her right hand softly caressed Ashely’s face. Her left hand trailed from Ashley’s shoulder to Ashely’s right breast. The entire time her hand made its steady progression, Celeste continued gently sucking on Ashely’s soft tongue.

“Oh, oh my,” Ashely gasped out when Celeste’s inquisitive fingers found her rock hard nipple.

Pulling her lips from Ashley’s lips, Celeste nuzzled Ashley’s throat. Ashley gasped, then let out a low groan. Celeste once more kissed Ashley’s lips.

With a sudden burst, Ashley began forcefully sucking on Celeste’s tongue. Her arms flung around Celeste’s torso, pulling the blonde against her pale flesh.

“Oh! Oh my, oh my God,” Ashley grunted shivering as their sweaty flesh lay together on the chaise lounge.

Continuing with soft kisses and occasional swipes of her tongue, celeste used both hands to toy with Ashley’s heavy breasts and hard nipples. Bending her head, she sucked on Ashley’s left nipple, then made a face at the taste of the chemicals on Ashely’s skin.

“Oh!” a sudden thought came to Celeste and she fished an ice cube from her drink.

“Ah!” Ashely gasped out as the cold ice cube came into contact with her nipple.

Again Celeste pressed her lips to Ashley’s lips as she traced Ashely’s pale areole and nipple with the melting ice cube. She then brought the ice cube to Ashely’s right nipple while her hot mouth sucked on Ashely’s left nipple.

“Ah! I, oh! Oh God,” Ashley keened, shuddering.

“I, you, did you, did you just um, cum?” Celeste asked, looking at Ashley’s tightly scrunched face.

“I, I yes,” Ashley gasped out, then burst into giggles.

Celeste burst into giggles as well. Once more, the two girls lay side by side on the chaise lounge, a gentle breeze caressing their naked flesh.

Celeste threw the remnant of the ice cube over her shoulder and sucked on Ashely’s cold nipple. Again, Ashley gasped and groaned with the sharp sensations in her flesh; ice then hot mouth. Celeste’s hand traveled over Ashely’s concave belly, finding the patch of tight curls.

“I, oh, oh dear God!” Ashley shrieked when Celeste gave her fat clitoris a quick rub.

“So?” Celeste asked, holding Ashley in an embrace.

“So?” Ashley panted.

“Is,” Celeste asked, softly kissing Ashley’s lips. “Kissing.”

She again kissed Ashley’s lips. Her fingers once more sought out Ashley’s clitoris.

“A girl,” Celeste continued, kissing Ashley’s lips, then sucking on Ashley’s tongue. “Better than kissing a boy?”

“Oh God yes,” Ashley groaned, then screamed into Celeste’s forceful kiss as Celeste’s fingers brought her to orgasm once more.

Celeste broth her fingers to her mouth and tasted Ashley’s essences. She moaned her approval of Ashley’s musky, earthy aroma and flavor.

“You taste perfect,” Celeste whispered, once more bringing lips to lips and fingers to wet folds.

“I, augh, I do?” Ashley gasped out.

“Mm hmm,” Celeste said, bringing her fingers to Ashley’s mouth. “Here.”

“Mm,” Ashley sucked her essences from Celeste’s fingers.

Now that the chemicals had been removed from Ashley’s areolae, Celeste sucked on Ashley’s nipples. As she suckled on Ashely’s breasts, she continued to finger Ashley’s pussy. She wanted to lay between Ashley’s legs, pleasure the beautiful girl, but she did not want to do that on the chaise lounge.

“No, no more, Celeste, please,” Ashley gasped out as Celeste’s fingers again brought her to climax.

“Okay,” Celeste giggled, kissing Ashley once more. “Ready to swim again?”

“Give, give me a minute,” Ashley panted, drinking deeply of her Tom Collins.

“One, two, three…” Celeste began counting.

“Oh, oh quit that!” Ashley giggled. “God, my dad does that all the time. You say ‘give me a minute’ and he actually starts timing you.”

“Yeah, my dad used do that all the time too,” Celeste agreed, losing some of the smile as she thought about her father.

Before leaving the shade of the umbrella, Ashley again applied a generous coating of the sunscreen. Then, hand in hand, the two girls stepped from the deck and down into the waters of the pool. Ashley’s eyes opened wide at the sensation of the water lapping at her nude flesh.

“I, oh! Oh, now this is heaven!” Ashley enthused, kissing Celeste happily.

In the cool water of the pool, Ashley found Celeste’s crotch and diddled Celeste to a grunting orgasm. Happily, she kissed Celeste, hugging the girl’s nude body against her own.

“Oh, I love you so much!” she giggled, kissing Celeste again.

Waterlogged once more, the two girls got out of the pool and toweled off. Celeste helped Ashley find the two pieces of her bathing suit and carried their drink cups and towels and Ashley’s bag into the house.

“See? See? What’d I tell you,” Celeste giggled as they both squealed at the chill in the house.

She put their glasses into the dishwasher and hung Ashley’s huge bag onto the back of a kitchen chair. She pulled the shivering Ashley up the stairs.

“Quit!” she giggled as Ashley whined about how cold she was.

The warm shower soon had Ashley warmed once more. Celeste used a fluffy wash rag to slowly lather Ashley’s body, washing all of the chemicals from Ashley’s skin. She was grateful for the large capacity water tank as the shower was punctuated by several kisses.