"Kaylah, get over here and help Vicki make breakfast, I'm starving" Holly, my best friend said. everyone knows Vicki can't cook but why do I have to help, being alone in the kitchen with her, she's not dressed yet so she's just in a tank top and panties. Great.
"Okay so what do you need help with?" I asked, hoping she'd make me go away, hoping that she wouldn't catch me staring at her barely covered ass.
She turns around and smiles at me "Um, I don't know, how do you make pancakes? I followed the recipe but.." There was pancake mixture all over the kitchen. All over the front of her tank top too... She had a perfect body, I wonder if I could convince her out of the top.
"Vicki! its all over you. Take your shirt off and I'll go put it in the wash" I said, trying not to smile as she looked down at her shirt, all I was looking are were her d cups.
"Oh yeea, but Kaylah, I'm not wearing a bra..." Great. How will I make pancakes with that distraction? I tried to hide my blush and ignore the growing wet patch in my panties.
"Uh, th-thats okay just uh.." She cut me off.
"Kaylah, I see the way you look at me. I saw you staring at my ass just before" she starts to slowly walk closer and my heart rate escalated. "I know you want me. I want you too." She leaned in closer and kisses me hard, walking me back into a wall and pressing her body against mine.
I kissed back just as hard, trying to ignore her thigh moving inbetween my legs and rubbing against me. I moaned when she bit my lip and I started moving my hands up her body, sliding her shirt off.
She pulled away from the kiss, moving far away enough for me to see her boobs. I moaned and bit my lip.
"Touch them." She seductively whispered. I moved my hands up and squeezed them before tweaking her nipples making her moan.
"Kaylah, Vic..." Holly walked in and stopped in her tracks, looking from Vicki and I, at my hands and where they were on her sisters body. Her sister.. Fuck. I dropped my hands quickly and Vic just stood there.
"Can't you see we're busy, sis?" Vicki said, smirking while I stood there trying to think of an excuse, no one knows these thoughts I have, not even my best friend. Well she knows I'm gay now.
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The Bad Girl (girlxgirl)
Teen FictionI've always been in denial about my sexuality, hooking up with guys, playing around with them. I guess I was always just using them, trying to hide the fact that everytime they kissed me, everytime they touched me, I was disgusted.
