The Open Door

Part Four

Morning dawned way too early for me. I had stayed up till 3 am drawing and watching Van Helsing. Hailey had agreed to take me to practice with her. I had decided to tell her about Ashley later. I rolled on my side and looked at the clock. 9:15 am. Can't I ever sleep in. Apparently not. I yawned widely and stretched, then sat up and pulled my hair back with a neon green headband. I pulled on my black slippers and stood up, then went to my closet. I looked over the mass of black, and decided on my dark stonewash jeans and a black shirt with red laces on the front that made it look like a corset. It was a tank top so I picked out red and black arm-warmers. I decided to wear black combat-boots to go with the outfit. After taking a shower and blow-drying my hair and spiking it up I dressed and put on red lipstick with black eye-shadow and eyeliner. I put in three black hoops for earrings. I found me black choker after searching under the bed then went to see if my mom had made breakfast. When I got to the kitchen, there was a note on the fridge.

'Honey, I had to go to see your grandma, she fell down last night and now she's in the hospital. I'll call you if there's any news. Until then, enjoy practice.

Love mom.'

I closed my eyes and sighed. This was the forth time grandma had fallen this year and she hated hospitals. I set the note down and got myself a bowl of cereal and a peach. Not the world's best breakfast, but it would do.

I was still thinking about my grandma when Hailey knocked on the door. I grabbed my bag and opened the door.

"Hey." I smiled, though it wasn't a great smile 'cause I was still bummed about my grams.

"Are you ok?" she asked, looking concerned.

"I'm fine, it's just that my grandma's in the hospital again." I said.

"That's too bad, I hope she's ok." She frowned, then looked up at me. "So are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, I am." I said, closing and locking the door and walking with her to the car. I slid in the passenger seat and set my bag on the floor.

"So, you said you wanted to tell me something?" she asked, referring to the phone call.

"Yeah, uh, you know Ashley Hill?" I asked, tapping my foot from nervousness.

"Tall, bleach blonde? Yeah I know her. Why?"

"Well, me and her sort of went out last night.....onadate." The last part came out so fast that she would have had to have vampire hearing abilities to catch it.

"What now?" she asked, glancing at me as she drove.

"I said, we went on a....date." I looked out the window.

"Oh, like, girlfriend and....girlfriend? You're a lesbian?" I looked at her.

"Um, I guess." I shrugged.

"Huh, that's cool. Ashley was talking about liking you when I talked to her on the phone."

"We kissed." I said, biting my lip. "It was good, for saying I've never kissed anyone before."

"Yeah, first kisses are awkward." Hailey nodded. I had a feeling that Hailey wouldn't have a problem with me being, well, gay I guess. It was Cassie I was worried about. She always hated anything outside of her perfect little world. I mean, I knew after a while she'd warm up to the idea, but, it was precisely that that made me leery of telling her.

"Hey did I lose you. I swear sometimes I don't know what goes on in that head of yours." Haley shook her head, laughing.

"Hmm. Um, Well, I'm just, thinking." I muttered. We pulled up to the school a minute later, and I got out of the car. I didn't spend much time in the gym since I had broken my leg when I was four and couldn't run worth a damn. I swear if I was in a horror movie I'd just have to pray that the monster killed me quick 'cause I'd have no chances to get away.

When we walked in the gym there were about twenty kids standing in the middle of the floor. I could just make out Ashley in the second row. Haley took her place and I sat down on one of the benches. The coach turned on some song that I'd never heard before, but it was catchy so I tapped my foot along with the beat.

The drills took only about half an hour, and in that time two kids had tripped over their own feet and ended up face-planting. Everyone laughed, including the unfortunate victims. Ashley grabbed her bag and walked over to where I was sitting. She had taken out a neon green water bottle and was drinking like she was dehydrated or something. Today she was wearing a blue, tight fitting tank top, and gray, drawstring shorts.

"So, you came." She smiled once she had put her water away.

"Yeah, I did. I mean I said I would, so here I am." I stood up and straightened my shirt. "I thought that practice would last longer." She nodded.

"Yeah, usually it is, but this was more like warm ups, 'cause tomorrow we start training for the September parade."

"Oh, yeah, that's right." I shook my head and smiled.

"So, you want to go and get an ice-cream or something?" she asked, brushing her bangs out of her eyes.

"Oh, yeah, sure. Um, I was gonna ask if you would like to come over to my place. We, um, we have a bunch of Super Hero movies so, we could do that, or…" I couldn't finish my sentence because her lips were suddenly over mine. I sighed and wrapped my arms around her neck. The kiss broke after a minute.

"You're cute when you babble." I blushed. "And yes, I would love to go to your house." The first really genuine smile I'd had all day planted itself firmly on my face.

"Cool." Was the genius response that I came up with. I was still a little flustered from the kiss.

"Alright, well let's go then." I nodded.

"Um, I'll just tell Haley where I'm going." We walked over to where she was talking animatedly to Machala. The other girl was laughing about whatever they where talk about.

"Um, Haley, Ashley and me are gonna go get some ice-cream, ok?" She nodded, then went back to her conversation.

We walked out to Ashley's car, all the while Ashley had her arm around my shoulders. I rested my head on her shoulder. "You know, you really the sweetest person I've ever met." Ashley said, turning her head to kiss my hair.

"Uh, thanks." I blushed hard, but put my arm around her waist. Once we were in the car she leaned over and kissed me gently. Our tongues battled for a few minutes before she pulled away to start the car.

"So have you ever had a boyfriend?" she asked.

"Well, I did, in second grade, but he moved to New Mexico." I laughed, and then shook my head. "No, I've never had a boyfriend, or a girlfriend either for that matter."

"Yeah, I thought you hadn't, just by the way you act when I kiss you. Like your shocked that anyone would." She said, looking over at me, before looking back at the road.

"Not that many people like me." I said, looking down at my hands, which were clasped in my lap.

"I wonder why, cause your nice, not to mention hot as hell." I looked up at her, smiling.

"Really, you think so?" She nodded. "So where do you live?"

"Um, it's a red house, just about a mile from here. It's got trees all around it." I said. We pulled into the drive way a minute later.

"Nice color." She smirked, looking at the bright red one story farm house.

"Yeah, well, my grandpa painted it, and we haven't found a primer strong enough to cover the color." That made her laugh, and I swear to god it was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard. I got the keys out of my bag and we went inside, both of us sighing from the cool air.

"So do you want the grand tour, or just get straight to the movie?" I asked, setting my bag down on the table by the door.

"Ah, like I'd pass up the opportunity to see my girlfriend's house." She said, ruffling my hair. I laughed. "Alright then, we'll start with the kitchen." The kitchen was just across from the living room. The walls were painted a soothing sand color. Most of the appliances were stainless steel. There wasn't much to show her in there, so I took her to my room which was down the hallway and to the right.

"Um, this is where I live." I joked, looking at the poster lined walls. My room was pretty much a poster explosion, with all the Twilight, Harry Potter, and Dark Knight posters hanging around. Not to mention the giant picture of Damon from the Vampire Dairies that was over my bed. I heard Ashley laughing behind me.

"What?" I asked, turning to look at her.

"You have almost as many posters as me." She answered, looking at the ceiling, and giving an appreciative smile to the vampire in the picture.

"I was right when I pegged you as a vampire girl." She said, and I felt her arms go around my waist. The warm breath on the back of my neck made me shudder.

"I really like you, Caity." She muttered, the words soaking into my skin. I heard the door close, and then her lips were on my neck. I sucked in air through my teeth. I couldn't rightly describe the sensations that action brought, but it was nice, and gave me a shivery feeling. Her hands smoothed down my sides to rest on my hips and she pulled me back against her.

Ashley's mouth moved away from my neck, only to move back up to my own lips. I hummed low in my throat and reached a hand back to rest on her cheek. I felt her hands moving towards my crotch, and gasped when I felt the button on my jeans undone. She pulled away from my mouth and looked at me.

"I'm not going to fast, am I?" she asked, and I could tell she was worried.

"No, not really. I like it." In the next second I was turned to face her and she was attacking my mouth again. But this time her hands were searching my body. Her fingers were tickling my sides and I was bunching her shirt in my hands. It felt good. So very good, and I wanted more. But I didn't really know what more was. I mean I knew what girls can do with each other, I'm not stupid, but I didn't know what to do next.

It was like Ashley could read my mind because she was moving me up against my desk. Her touches were moving upwards, and before I knew it, the zipper on the back of my shirt was being pulled down and the straps slipped off my shoulder. I was now half naked in front of my girlfriend, and I loved it.

Now, I probably need to mention that I'm not an overly athletic person, because, well, I'm a total klutz, (hence the broken leg and resulting inability to run) and I don't have an amazingly tight stomach, or perfect muscles, but I'm not fat or anything. I do yoga sometimes, but a still had a little baby fat around my middle, and at first I was nervous about what Ashley would think. Turns out, she didn't mind one bit, because she smiled at me and placed her arms around me again.

"God, you are beautiful." She whispered, still looking at me. I couldn't tell if she had even looked down yet. But then her lips were on my neck again and her hand had moved to cup my left breast, her fingers toying with my slowly hardening nipple. I arched up into her touch and moaned.

Just as I thought it couldn't get better, she had pushed me down to sit on the desk and brought my legs around her hips. My arms went around her neck as she kissed me again. But what was really good is that she started grinding her hips against mine. Her pelvic bone running against a very nice part of my body. And if that wasn't enough, she grabbed hold of my hands and moved them to her breasts. I sighed with pleasure, and I heard her do the same.

"Caity, are you sure you want this?" Ashley was as breathless as I was.

"Ashley, I want this, alright? You don't need to keep asking." I smiled at her, though I was still a little nervous. She nodded and reached down to grab the hem of her shirt. I watched in fascination as her shirt rose, reveling smooth, tanned skin. Well, not completely smooth, there were a few scars that you would expect from any active person. Or anyone that breathes for that matter. But she was beautiful, so completely beautiful. And that was just with her shirt half way up. But in the next moment it was on the ground, followed by her white sports bra. Even only half naked she was completely everything I'd dreamed of her being. Her breasts were just the right size. I guessed that they were a B or something. Not too small, not too big. And I could see the slight definition of what could be a four pack, maybe six.

I noticed her smiling at me, and blushed. "What?"

"You look like you want to eat me." She answered.

"Maybe I do." Though I knew I was blushing even harder now, it was worth it to see her smile widen and feel her lips on mine again. Both of us being half naked caused an interesting sensation. When she pulled my against her, our nipples rubbed together, and God it felt good.

"Ready for the next step?" she asked, running a finger under the waistband of my jeans. I nodded eagerly. She kneeled on the ground in front of my desk, so she was still between my legs, and slowly unzipped the fly. I bit my lip and tightened my grip on the desk. She smiled up at me, and pressed a kiss to my crotch. I sucked in a breath.

Ashley instructed me to lift my hips, and I did so as she slowly pulled my jeans off, revealing my purple boy-shorts. I watched as she pulled my shoes off, and tossed the jeans in the growing pile of clothes. She spread my legs further and pressed her mouth to my crotch again, only this time, she didn't move back.

I cried out loudly in shocked pleasure. It was nearly too much. It's not like I'm a complete virgin, I do masturbate, but I've never had someone touch me like this.

"Come on, to the bed." The part of my mind that wasn't blown into space from pleasure registered that Ashley was talking. But I didn't for the life of me know what she was saying. I did however get the picture when she helped my off the desk, only to push me back down on top of the bed. Before she could do anything more to me, I pulled her shorts down to about mid thigh. I couldn't get good enough leverage to get them down any further. Good thing Ashley got the message, because before I could blink, her shorts were on the ground, along with her underwear. If she wore any that is. I couldn't tell.

She had a small amount of dark brown pubic hair, which told me either she was in fact a bleach blonde. But that didn't matter; all I knew was that I had to touch her.

My fingers found their way to her inner thigh and from there to the top of her crotch. Ashley seemed to like the touches, because she moaned almost too low for me to hear, and thrust her hips forward. I decided not to tease her, and slipped my fingers down, past the outer lips, and up against her clitoris. She shook above me with pleasure.

"Caity.." she sighed, and it was the best sound I'd ever heard. But then she was pushing my hand away and grabbing my underwear. I lifted my hips again and she pulled the down, revealing my crotch and the lining of dark hair surrounding it. I was so thanking the stars that I had trimmed a couple of days ago.

I didn't have much time to think after that because her lips were on mine again. But that wasn't all. She had pulled me up so she was sitting and I was on her lap, my crotch pressed against her stomach. God that felt good. Just being this close to her felt good but this was better.

"Ok, I'm going to put your right leg under my left one." She said, and then proceeded to do just that, and the change in angels made it so that our clits were pushed together. I whimpered into her neck.

When she started to move I cried out. Pleasure filled every ounce of my body, and I could tell from her expression that she felt the same way. I felt her hands moving to my butt to pull me harder against her. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. It was all too good. Everything was so hot, and wonderful.

But then we were moving again, and I was on my back, my crotch pressed to her thigh, and vice versa. I felt her rubbing off on my thigh, just as I did the same to her, and then her mouth attacked my nipples.

That right there would have set me off if I was any closer to climax then I am now. As it was I could feel that wonderful tightening in my stomach that signified what would be the best orgasm of my life. So far anyway.

It was then that I felt her push a finger into me. Having fingered myself before I knew what to expect, maybe. Turns out I really didn't, because just one touch of her finger to my g-spot had me arching up as wave after wave of pleasure cascaded over me. I arched into the sensation and cried out what I would later discover was Ashley's name.

My orgasm seemed to last forever, but I wasn't complaining. It was wonderful, and blissful, and something that I plan on feeling a lot. I was then that I realized Ashley hadn't come. She had stopped all of her movement to watch me. Well, we can't have that, now, could we?

I pushed her on her back on my pillows and crawled beside her."You've been fingered before, right?" I was still panting. The only answer I got was a nod. I quickly placed two fingers over her clit and started to rub slowly. She arched her back and cried out something that sounded like me name.

I could tell she was close, and just before she came, and slipped to fingers into her and rubbed her g-spot hard. I swear to God she howled with pleasure and writhed, and twitched. But I kept moving my fingers.

When I felt the muscles inside her stop squeezing my fingers like a vice, and pulled them out. Ashley was lost in a haze of post-orgasmic bliss. I studied my hand, then slowly stuck my tongue out and licked some of the liquid off. It was bitter, and I didn't really care for it all that much, so I grabbed a tissue from beside my bed and wiped my hand clean. As soon as that was done, I curled up against her and rested my head on her shoulder.

"I really like you, Caity." She whispered in my ear.

"I like you too, Ashley." I replied, kissing her cheek sweetly. Just as we were getting to sleep the phone rang. I decided to let the machine get it. That was until I heard the voice on the other end.

"Caity whenever you get this you need to come to the hospital. Your grandma just got worse."