Leaves Turn Red by Jessi
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Leaves Turn Red by Jessi Copyright 2003
Part 1
I struggled with accepting my sexuality for about five years. I really realized I was gay when I was about thirteen, and I went through the denial for a couple of years. I tried to tell myself that the feelings were a phase and that they were purely sexual, nothing else. Somehow it helped -- until I got a little older and the feelings became so overwhelming and deep that I felt I owed it to myself to confess to myself what was going on. I had a passion for girls, not guys. I was a lesbian.
Though I had admitted it, I hadn't accepted it, and anyway, I was too afraid to be what I was that I steered clear of acting upon any feelings I had. I just couldn't bear the thought of my family and friends turning their backs on me, so I didn't give them the chance. I kept it hidden away and did the typical thing in that I just dove into relationship after relationship, with guy after guy. Of course my parents thought I was just a popular and attractive girl, so I had many boyfriends in my adolescence and everything was fine. But they were oh so wrong.
I didn't know true happiness until I went off and became a college student. I went out west to California to study photography at UCLA. Since the majority of myself was hidden away throughout high school, I remained unhappy and alone. When friends asked me to go somewhere, nine times out of ten I would simply turn them down. Therefore, I always had time to study, and study I did. I graduated as valedictorian of my class with a 4.0 GPA. I then got a full scholarship to UCLA, and I didn't let it pass me by.
It wasn't until my second year that I acquired the roommate who would eventually lead me to fulfilling my dreams and my passion. I can never thank Cindy Parker enough, but I can try -- and I have!
While I was a laidback, intellectual brunette, Cindy was a loud, outgoing blonde. But even though our personalities clashed, we became good friends and she brought out the person in me that had been hidden away for so long. Unlike my high school friends, Cindy would force me to go out places with her, and never once did I regret it. We always had the best time, and we really connected.
One time when we were going out to a club on a Friday night, Cindy invited a couple of her friends that I didn't know. Maggie and Ally seemed cool, and we all got along great. However, when I got pissass drunk that night, I embarrassed myself unbelievably.
As I was later told, since all I remember is pre-drunk time, I got up on the table and danced first, singing along with the music. This got everyone laughing, and I wasn't too terribly concerned about that. What embarrassed me to no end is how I then climbed into Ally's lap and confessed that I thought she was hot and wanted to kiss her. I could've cried while Cindy retold the events to me, barely able to contain her laughter.
Cindy had already called me on my sexuality a couple weeks after classes had started, so she'd known. But what about everyone else? And shit, what did Ally think?! What did she do?!
"She laughed and shrugged it off," Cindy said nonchalantly. "I don't think you caused any permanent damage," she added with a wink.
"But holy hell, I can't believe I did that. She must think I'm a freak. And everyone else is gonna know about it now too! Ugh, just kill me."
I wasn't usually one much for drama and real-life soap operas, but nothing like this had ever happened to me before and I wasn't handling it very well.
"Calm down, Hayley," she laughed. "She doesn;t think you're a freak, and the club wasn't even anywhere near campus. Everything's fine."
I didn't believe her last statement until several days later. Only a couple of people had said anything to me about the incident, and both of them just laughed about it. But most importantly, I saw Ally for the first time since that night.
Both of us found each other in the campus park. I was sitting on a cold bench while taking random photos of love struck couples, little kids playing and the befallen leaves on the ground. Ally was walking along with her hands in her faded jeans and a far-off look on her face.
Caught up in my photography and finding the best shots, I didn;t even notice Ally until I was snapping a photo and a person walking by ruined the shot. I looked up angrily, only to have those beautiful blue eyes staring back at me that I vaguely remembered from my drunken night. I froze.
"Sorry about your picture," she said with a small smile. "I guess I was lost in my thoughts and didn't notice you taking pictures."
For a couple of moments I thought that my tongue had swelled up to the size of my mouth and I was physically not able to talk. But while looking into her eyes, I found my voice and mumbled something unintelligent.
"That's okay," I finally managed. "I didn't notice you either. I was trying to find a good shot."
Suddenly I realized that the shot I subsequently ended up with was one of Ally. My good shot had worked out after all.
Ally smiled. Then the dreaded moment of awkward silence fell upon us. I couldn't find any words to say, and she just stood there and looked off into the distance. I racked my brain of anything to say, but all that I could think of was the "incident," as I called it, and fire rushed to my cheeks.
"Well, I guess I have enough photos. I was just taking them for fun. I should go," I mumbled and began gathering up my camera equipment.
"No, don't," she said suddenly. "I wish you wouldn't. I wouldn't mind some company. I don't like to take walks alone very much."
I was surprised, to say the least.
"Oh...okay," I complied, though inside I was about to burst. Of course I'd take a walk with her!
I finished gathering up my equipment into my bag and then threw it over my shoulder. We began walking side by side in the direction that Ally had been heading.
"Did you have anywhere in particular you were walking to?" I asked as I became more comfortable with her, though still very aware of what I had done a few nights earlier.
"Not really. I just like to take walks sometimes; it helps to clear my head."
We walked in silence for a few moments. Then it began to lightly sprinkle rain, and I sighed. Though a walk in the park on a rainy fall afternoon would normally be romantic, I didn't want this walk and this time with Ally to be cut short.
"You don't like rain?" she questioned upon hearing my sigh.
"Well, I like a little rain. I just don't wanna have to go back to my dorm right now. With Cindy at her parents' for the weekend, it gets pretty boring," I explained.
"Oh, you can always come over to my dorm. Jenna and I aren't quite as wild as Cindy is, but we know how to have fun," she smiled.
I smiled back and nodded, not knowing quite what to say or make of the offer.
"Aren't your other friends as fun as us?" she jokingly asked.
"Nope, they really aren't. I have a hard time finding people I connect with and really, truly have a good time with. I have good friends, but a lot of them are back home," I told her. "I do have a couple of close friends here, but I don't know. I guess I only have motivation to go out or be "wild" when I'm with Cindy and you."
"Well, I'm flattered," she grinned and lightly pushed my shoulder. I blushed a little. Before she could continue, the rain suddenly started to downpour. So much for the light rain!
We made a run for the nearest cover, which was the vacant garage that was just past the park. We pulled the door open and flopped in while laughing hysterically.
"Now that was fun!" I exclaimed, sitting down on some old wooden chair that had been left behind by the previous owners. I was still quite amused and laughing, though making sure my precious camera equipment was unharmed.
"No kidding. We really know how to have a good time, huh?" she continued to laugh.
I slowly noticed that the rain made her long-sleeved tshirt cling to her body in the best way. I silently thanked her for wearing a light colored shirt as I could vaguely make out her nipples. I didn't mean to be a pervert, or to sound like one now, but it was hot! I tried not to stare at her mid-body, but it took a whole hell of a lot of willpower to do so. Somehow I managed to finally find her eyes after a bit of a once over. When I looked into the beautiful blue that was her eyes, I realized she'd noticed me checking her out. I immediately turned red and looked away. How did I always manage to embarrass myself while around her?
She came over to me and leaned against the wall, making her stand next to me. I looked out the window at the rain, unable to say anything or to move. I felt paralyzed, but I almost didn't care. I wanted to be next to her. I wanted to be with her.
Suddenly I felt her cold hand on my hot cheek and I could've passed out. I was so surprised that I almost thought I had imagined it and didn't look at her for a few seconds. Finally I realized her hand was really on me, and I looked at her with a look of confusion on my face.
"Your cheeks are so hot," she said softly and smiled.
Then as quickly as her hand was on my cheek, it was tracing my lips. I was floored. Was this really happening?!
I found myself involuntarily give in to my deepest desires, and I kissed her cute fingers. As if in the blink of an eye, it was her soft lips that I was kissing and I was experiencing a euphoria that I had never known.
The tender kisses turned to deep, lustful kisses and we soon found ourselves on the floor, my treasured camera equipment deserted and forgotten. I hungrily got on top of her, finding an animal in me that I didn't know existed. I kissed her mouth, her face, her neck, her ears and finally, her sweet body. I licked her nipples through her damp shirt and she moaned lightly. I craved every inch of her.
I sat up and removed her shirt in under two seconds flat. Her breasts were now merely covered by the cloth of her sexy bra. I scanned over her, seeing her flat tummy and beautiful body. She smiled and pushed a strand of her blonde locks out of her face while I looked at her. So she was a bit sheepish, huh?
I removed her bra with one hand and couldn't contain myself long enough to really look at her tits. I began licking, suckling and lightly biting her breasts and nipples. I loved the feeling of having her in my mouth, making her moan and arch her back, causing her nipple to go even further into my more-than-willing mouth.
She tasted every bit as sweet as was anticipated, and even sweeter. I wanted to taste all of her, every single portion of her body and her soul. As I continued to send ripples of pleasure through her body via her breasts, she looked down at me and gave me a sex smile. This triggered something in my brain and I filed the mushy love stuff away for a different time. Right now it was about indulging ourselves into one another.
I kissed and licked my way down her perfectly sculpted body. As I reached the waistline of her jeans, I looked up at her only to see her eyes closed and a look of pure pleasure on her face. I smiled and attempted to unbutton her jeans with my teeth. After a couple of failed attempts, I succeeded and unzipped her pants to reveal her satin panties. I very lightly licked them, feeling the cool satin on my tongue. She sighed deeply and I marveled at the fact that I had, in essence, just licked Ally's pussy.
Feeling my desire build up to the max, I did away with the panties and suddenly I was staring at that beautiful place between every woman's legs. Just as I had hoped and expected, she had very little to no hair anywhere on her body except for on her head. This was just another plus for me, as I didn't like excessive hair.
The first kiss I planted on her pussy was the most defining moment of my life. I'd never be able to fake heterosexuality again. Here alone with Ally, committing the most beautiful act two people can commit, and feeling my desire and passion fulfilled for the first time, I was home.
I began getting to it and had my mind set on making Ally feel better than she'd ever felt before. I licked, nibbled and flicked at her pussy. For the most part, I steered clear of her clit, so that when I finally did brush against it, it'd feel amazing. In the meantime, I licked up the juices her loins were producing and traced her swollen lips. I went to town on her pussy and was in ecstasy myself.
"Oh my god, this feels so amazing," she moaned, her volume increasing by the second. "Fuck my pussy, Hayley, just like that!"
After a couple of minutes, I finally brushed my tongue against her clit that was begging for attention. She screamed out and I could tell she was very close to the edge. I licked one more time and then lightly bit down on her sweet spot. Her body convulsed and I knew she was there.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming, Hayley!" she screamed out. "You're making me cum harder than ever before! Unnggh! Yes, yes, yes!"
Just listening to her orgasm from my licking her easily sent me over the edge after just a touch from my hand. Our climaxes rocked through our bodies at the same time, Ally holding onto my hair and me never letting up on her pussy. Finally, it subsided.
"That was absolutely amazing," Ally said with a sigh.
Exhausted, we both laid down next to each other and fell asleep while the rain continued to splatter against the windows out in the world that we had temporarily escaped from.
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