Chapter 18: A New Beginning

I could never have imagined having a boyfriend when I was younger. I was a shy, unassuming young girl. But now that I've matured into a young adult and begun experimenting with makeup and dressing up, I had bagged the most popular and hottest guy in my high school, Lance. However, we stopped seeing each other. I ghosted him after he cheated on me. A year after my relationship with Lance ended, I began dating my then-best friend, Alex. He was handsome, intelligent, and most importantly, kind. He's the sweetest and most considerate boyfriend I've ever had.

I had no idea why I had abruptly ended my good relationship with Alex as a couple. We've visited many beautiful places. We had a lot of exciting dates. He lavished me with precious gifts. He was even a great lover. Oh my God, when I was alone, I used to touch myself while remembering what he did to me in our bed. He was absolutely delicious. He was perfect. He understood how to make a girl happy. He went out of his way to make me happy.

But I noticed that everything he did was for me. He had forgotten about himself. I wished Alex was free. I wanted him to be able to love himself before committing to a relationship.

So, even though we were happy in our relationship after six years, I had the feeling he wasn't the one for me. I've been yearning for someone to make me feel like a woman. I was now eighteen, and I knew exactly what and who I wanted. I was aware of my attraction to both men and women.

When I saw Ash in that café, I knew it was love at first sight. She was stunning. She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen in my life. The celebrities and influencers we saw everywhere paled in comparison to this bewitchingly beautiful woman. Ashley Solace. Even her name sounded lovely.

I kept an eye on Ash as we lay on the bed in his apartment room. She is breathtaking.

She had a goddess's face. Her wavy blonde hair flowed across her shoulders, framing her oval-shaped face. Her brows were full but well-shaped and trimmed. When she looked at me, her icy blue eyes captivated me. Her nose was celestial. Her lips were heart-shaped and delicious to kiss. Her flawless, slender, and nubile body was naked next to mine. Her nipples were soft and pink. I had licked them, making them wet. Her skin was radiant. Her skin glistened when she sweated.

She smelled like roses. Oh, I adored her scent! She was extremely addictive. She was like a personal heroin to me. To be honest, I never really knew how it felt because I never tried illegal drugs. But she tasted like the candy I used to eat as a kid. This was the kind of candy that satisfied both my sweet tooth and my childlike soul. Scratch that stupid analogy. Please clear that from your mind. For me, Ashley Solace tasted like a huge, round, pink cotton candy I ate as a snack during a break from playing with the other kids.

I felt sorry for Alex after we split up. I recall his expression in the restaurant where we last met. He was heartbroken when I dropped the bomb, i. e., when I told him we were no longer a couple. In the restaurant, he remained quiet and composed. But the look on his face told me he was depressed. I had known Alex for almost my entire life.

We've known each other since elementary school. We started dating when we were freshmen in high school and stayed together until college. Before we began our six-year relationship, we had a long friendship. I changed my phone number because I know it will be difficult for Alex to move on.

I knew it was cruel, but we had to be cruel sometimes in order to be kind. I changed my phone number to avoid communicating with Alex. But we remained social media friends so that we could keep up with each other's lives. I was aware of Alex's demeanor. He would beg for me to come back to him. And, of course, I was aware of my own attitude. When I felt sorry, my heart softened, and I would continue to have a relationship with him out of pity. I didn't want our relationship to be based on pity because we had built it on love. It would be a shame and a waste.

I knew breaking up with your high school sweetheart would be difficult because we'd known each other for so long. We were never apart.

We were unbreakable. Going our separate ways would be difficult. I can see how, if the relationship was brief, moving on would be relatively simple. But, after years of being together, I knew it would be difficult to let go of each other.

Ash was aware of my relationship with Alex. There were times when Ash and I were together when Alex and I were not. Sometimes I'd tell Alex that I was hanging out with my new female college friends, and other times I'd tell him that I had a school project that my groupmates and I had to finish. He accepted my excuses and let me go. I met up with Ash twice a week on random days so Alex wouldn't suspect anything. To be honest, when I was with Ash, I was happier than when I was with Alex. I realized I'd fallen in love with Alex.

So I had to end my relationship with him quickly in order to make my relationship with Ash official.

I knew exactly what you were thinking. You thought I was having an affair with Alex. I wasn't technically cheating on Alex. Because Ash and I were not yet together. Please do not refer to me as a cheater because I was not like Lance. I could never be Lance. Lance was a manwhore.

One night, Ash and I were in my apartment. We were in my room, lying in bed. I was showing her a photo of Alex.

"Oh, he was handsome!" Ash exclaimed, holding his photograph.

"Oh, please stop saying that," I sighed. "You are making me jealous."

"Relax, I was just telling the truth," Ash chuckled.

"Are you sure you're going to break up with a guy this handsome?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm sure," I replied, nodding. As I previously stated, I had fallen out of love with him. He and I were not meant to be together. You're the one I'm looking for. Besides, you're much more attractive than Alex."

She laughed. "Oh, you," she exclaimed.

I gave her a kiss on the lips. She returned my kiss. It had been our first kiss.

"Does that mean we're now a couple?" Ash asked me.

"Yes!" I exclaimed.

One stormy morning, we went inside her big and beautiful house. There were no classes since there was a typhoon. Therefore, my classes were dismissed early.

We were in her room's bed. We kissed each other's lips passionately while touching each other's bodies. We exchanged passionate kisses. My tongue was sucked by Ash. We brushed our tongues against one another. My flat stomach was licked by her. As she gave me pleasure, I writhed and moaned. My white cotton bra was still on. She licked my stomach in the middle. She moved up and kissed me again on the lips. We exchanged tongue kisses. Her body shifted in relation to mine. We kissed for quite some time. As we kissed on the lips, I massaged her back and waist.

My boobs were sucked by her. I writhed because it was so tender. As she fondled and stroked my breasts, I arched my back. I lied down. She licked my boobs, even my nipples. She reached her hand into my panty. She made me happy with her fingers. He licked my stomach in the middle. She rose and kissed me. We brushed our tongues against one another. She shifted her weight back and forth against mine. I gave her a kiss. She returned my kiss. As we kissed, I massaged her back and waist.

She gradually removed my panty. She kissed my stomach on the top, middle, and bottom. She kissed my stomach and licked it. She kissed the insides of my thighs. She licked my leg all over. She spread, massaged, and fondled my butt cheeks. She kissed the left side of my buttocks. As I lay face down on the bed, she fingered my cunt. She kissed the right side of my buttocks. She licked and fingered my clitoris in a circular motion.

I moaned because it felt so good. She rubbed my breasts. She went down on me. She kissed me between the thighs. She completely soaked me. She caressed my left breast. She licked, sucked, and kissed my vulva.

She kissed my stomach once more before moving up to my face and kissing my lips. We kissed torridly. As I bent my butt up in the air, I licked her core. She moaned and writhed with delight. I went down on her. I licked, nibbled, and kissed her crevice. She stroked my head while I ate her bud. As I ate her pink pearl, my head moved up and down.

We kissed while she held my chin. She stroked my neck as I kissed her.

"That felt really good," Ash said.

“Really?" I asked.

"Yes," she said confidently.

"This is my first time with a woman," I admitted. "You made me really happy today," she said with a smile.

"I have to go to work, sweetie," Ash said.

I exhaled a sigh. "Aw, really? Why don't you just stay with me?" I asked.

"No, sweetie," she said, "it's my shift in the café."

I sighed. She could tell I was disappointed. "Don't be so sad, sweetie," she advised. “My shift ends at five o'clock. I'll be right back. Because there is a typhoon, you can stay here overnight."

My frown was turned upside down. "Best of luck at work, sweetie!" " I said to Ash.

“Thank you, sweetie. "See you later," she replied.

"See you!” I told her.

We kissed goodbye before she left for work.

I had a happy relationship with Ash. We had a lot of great dates. We attended local and international EDM parties' gigs and concerts. We attended house parties with my college friends and her coworkers. On weekends, we went to cat and dog cafes. She enjoyed visiting cafes that featured cats and dogs. These cafés are lovely because they are cozy and colorful, the pastries and coffees are delicious, and, most importantly, we get to hang out, hold, hug, and kiss friendly dogs and cats in them. Ash's blue eyes twinkled whenever she saw our adorable furry friends. That happened every time she saw something cute. She was into cute things.

She had a childlike demeanor. Because she's so cute and adorable, I called her "kawaii." I love it when my girlfriend showed off her quirky side. It made me believe she was at ease and felt safe around me.

She acted this way because she was raped by an uncle when she was ten years old. She told her mother about it, but her mother did not believe her because her mother held him in high regard. But it wasn't until Ash became pregnant that her mother believed her story. The uncle was charged by Ash's parents. The uncle was found guilty and imprisoned.

Ash told her parents that she did not want to keep the baby. So, her parents agreed to her request. They took a plane to Chicago. Ash had a successful abortion in a nearby clinic. When they returned to Onyx City, Ash went to a psychiatric clinic for therapy.

Her fucking uncle stole her childhood. That was why she experienced trauma and was forced to cope with the trauma he caused her.

I found myself clenching my fist as Ash told me this story while we were lying in her room's bed. This was noticed by Ash.

"What's the matter, sweetie? " She asked.

"I want to kill that guy," I admitted openly.

"Oh, please. Ignore him," she replied. "After all, I know you can't kill anyone. You don't have what it takes."

"I'd kill him for you anyway," I said.

"You don't have to do that," she explained. "You don't have to do anything crazy for me. All that matters to me is that you are with me; you are the universe's gift to me. You are more than enough for me. I couldn't ask for more because I already have you."

We kissed each other’s lips.

Aside from the dates I mentioned, Ash and I attended a variety of others. We also traveled to Singapore, South Korea, Morocco, and Bulgaria. We had a fantastic time in those beautiful countries.

We also visited nearby beaches and parks. I had a great time with Ash. She may not have gone out of her way to buy me a star like what Alex did, but Ash made me truly happy and complete.