My name is Kathy. My friends call me Kid. That's because I'm shorter than average (5'0") and I have been told I have a cute little kid face. But I've also been told I have a great body and that I'm a wonderful fuck. I'm 21 years old and I'm a lesbian. Or at least I thought I was. Let me explain....
Four months ago I moved in with a male friend of mine named Rob. Rob made a pretty good living and was a really nice guy who'd do anything to help a friend out. I really needed a place to stay because I am too lazy to get a job and my parents were getting tired of me bringing my "bitches" home to fuck. So Rob let me move in with him, I mean, what would it hurt? We both knew that I was a lesbian and Rob wasn't the kind of guy who would "try anything." So I moved in and for several months everything went great. I stayed at home and did my thing and Rob went to work and paid all the bills. It was a sweet deal for me because I didn't have to lift a finger cooking or cleaning or anything. Rob did it all.
Then about a month ago it happened. I had just come off of a bad relationship with my girlfriend Jesse. Jesse was a good deal larger than me, with huge tits and a shaved cunt. I was in the market when I noticed a hot Hispanic chick, maybe a little younger than me, checking me out. I struck up a conversation with her and before you know it, we were back at Rob's place fucking our brains out. Well I lost track of the time and forgot that Rob was on his way home from work, and Lita (the chick's name) and I were just fucking away in the middle of the living room.
That's when the door opened and Rob walked in. Lita had her face buried in my very bushy cunt, lapping up my juices and squeezing my clit with her teeth. I didn't even notice Rob come in at first, I was in pure ecstasy, oblivious to the rest of the world. I opened my eyes when Lita stopped her tongue-fucking of my pussy and quickly saw why she'd stopped. Rob was just staring at first, then he quickly covered his eyes and said "Damn, I'm sorry Kid. I'll leave you two alone." Then he rushed out of the house and drove away. It took a few minutes for things to get back to order but Lita and I did finish our fuckfest.
I sent her home in a cab a couple hours after the "incident," then sat down to decide how I was going to deal with Rob seeing me in my most intimate moment. I mean, I'm not a shy person, but I am very self-conscious when it comes to things like that. My fears were premature though, for Rob returned home and didn't make any mention of what had happened earlier. For a few days at least, things went back to normal. For a few days.
Then came the day that Rob had a day off from work. Neither of us had plans so we decided to spend the day together at home, playing games, watching TV, and just hanging out. Somehow we wound up playing a game of truth or dare. And after about ten minutes, it became apparent to both of us that neither of us was going to pick "truth."
"This is stupid, Kid," Rob said. "We're good friends and yet we act like we can't talk to each other about personal or private stuff."
"Ok, then, I pick truth. Ask me a question."
That's when the heat started getting turned up. Rob pretended to think over long and hard what he was going to ask, but I had the distinct feeling he already knew ahead of time what it was.
"The other day," he started.
"Uh-huh," I replied, "what about the other day?"