I was certainly living a turmoil of emotions. First of all, I was really mad at my girlfriend because she had been rude at me so many times due to her mood swings. I hadn't spoken to Gwen for three days and started to think we were going to break up. I thought that dumping her was the right thing to do although I couldn't put up with a two-year relationship coming to an end. I still liked Gwen's kisses, her perfume, and we had many common interests.
Besides this problem with my girlfriend, my Mom announced that my older sister was going to spend the summer with us. I did not know Lily very well since she moved to Seattle with my Dad when she was seven and I was only four. She never visited us because she had stood by my father's side when he fought with our mother. Mom got hurt at Lily, and they had not spoken for sixteen years. I'd never seen a picture of Lily when she was older, nor did I find out what she was majoring in. When my father passed away two months ago, my sister called my mother begging to make up to her. Mom agreed and I got jealous. Lily had barely spoken to her mother her entire life, but now she was coming back because our dad had passed. Anyway, the day my sister was coming to Los Angeles, I decided to be away. I went to the movies alone after I ignored many text messages Gwen had sent to me. After watching a nice drama, I sat down at a table in the mall food court and had a milk shake.
Being alone was not that bad. I enjoyed observing people and taking time to think things over by myself. I was just about to finish my delicious ice cream when a slim young woman approached my table, carrying a tray with mint chocolate chip ice cream. She looked around eagerly, searching for an available table.
"Excuse me. You can sit here if you want to," I offered politely. "I'm about to finish up my milk shake."
She said
thank you
and sat at my table. I smiled at that girl and stared at her as if I had only realized how beautiful she was at that moment. She had light brown hair and vivid green eyes under precious thick eyebrows. Her long hair spread on her shoulders like a beautiful waterfall. Her lips gleamed with a delicate shade of red. She was simply drop-dead gorgeous!
"This mall is always packed with people, isn't that?" I said because I just felt like talking to her.
"I have no clue," she answered raising her beautiful eyebrows. "I do not live in California, you know. I'm actually from,
um
, Chicago, and I'm just visiting Los Angeles for the first time to see my grandmother."
"Oh, your
first time
in LA? You mean, your grandmother has just moved here?"
"Yes, exactly. She needed a warmer place since she is old. Have you lived here all your life?"
"Yes, I have," I replied sadly. "I've always lived in the same damn house with my Mom. I've had the same friends and the same girlfriend for two years, but we're not getting along lately."
"Oh, how sweet. You have a girlfriend." She replied melodically, and I looked at her white teeth. Her red lips were so cute. I thought they tasted like honey. I craved to kiss her mouth that very moment, and I felt so bad because I was just talking about my girlfriend.
"Yes, Gwen is twenty years old like me, but we're going through a rough patch. Things haven't been working out, and I'm afraid Gwen and I might break up if we don't change things." I paused and muttered. "Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't talk about my intimacy with you since we've just met, but I needed to vent. I just can't talk about my girlfriend with my Mom."
"I totally understand you, honey," she finished her ice cream and smiled staring at me. "I had a couple of boyfriends, but I've also kissed some girls."
"Have you? That's interesting." I gasped. I didn't know what to say. I just thought she looked straight when I first saw her.
"Yes, that's the way it is. I should say I'm really sorry for your girlfriend in case you don't straighten things up, because you're really pretty and she wouldn't like to lose you."
When her perfect lips curved in a delightful smile, I felt like I was in the middle of fireworks. I was positive that was a flirt, and I wasn't going to let this opportunity slip by, so I declared:
"When I just saw you I thought:
wow, she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
Next thing I knew we went to the shopping mall stairs, we grabbed each other and kissed passionately. Her lips were exactly what I'd imagined. They tasted strawberry; they were as soft as velvet. My pussy tinkled as I kissed that girl. I heard our breath deep and intense. I stroked her long hair and looked at those fantastic green eyes when we broke the kiss in order to breathe.
"I haven't told you that my name's Karin. What's yours? I swear I usually ask people's name before I kiss them, but you're way too special."
"Thank you, Karin," the girl gasped. "You're special too. My name is Linda, and..."
She kissed me again, and I thought I was in heaven breathing that spectacular perfume, but then I realized I was cheating on Gwen. I felt bad because I had never been unfaithful in my entire life. If it didn't feel so delicious kissing Linda, I would have stopped that minute. I didn't. I smiled and purred:
"Did you know that
Linda
means
beautiful
in Spanish? I guess your mother knew that when she picked your name."
"No, she didn't. My Mom doesn't know a word in Spanish."
"Not even
burrito?"
I joked, then I giggled and looked down. "Listen, Linda. You're a wonderful kisser, but I feel awful cheating on my girlfriend."
"Oh, but you said you and she haven't gotten along well lately. Do you think she deserves your consideration?" Linda looked back as if she was watching someone. "Hey, listen. I really gotta go because I must go to my mother's. Can I get your phone number? I want to see you again."
I should not have given her my phone number, but I did. We kissed goodbye and Linda left. My body was still hot with her passionate kisses when my cell phone rang.
"Hi, Karin. It's Gwen. Listen to me."
"No, you listen to me. I'm mad at you, and I don't want to talk to you!" I cried.
"Please. I'm sorry. I know I've been so rude and
nasty.
Please, forgive me." Gwen was sobbing. "I love you. I'm so sorry I was a terrible person. I just haven't been through a good moment lately, but you're the most important person in my life."
That was great. Just to make me feel guilty for cheating on her. We agreed to meet the next day and talk face to face. I was into pieces. I decided to go back home. I just wanted to lie on my bed and cry. I know it's so trivial for many people to cheat on their partners, but it was not for me. I felt the worst person in the world, and when my cell phone rang and I saw that unknown number, I knew it belonged to Linda. I did not answer it. I wasn't going to talk to that gorgeous girl ever again. Although she was much prettier than Gwen, I had known my girlfriend for more than two years and I couldn't dump her for someone I had just met.
When I arrived home, my mother hugged me just in front of the door. She announced my sister had arrived and was looking forward to meeting me.
"Oh, Mom! Can't I talk to her tomorrow? I have a terrible headache, and just want to go to my bedroom and get some sleep."
"What are you talking about? It's your sister. You haven't talked to her since you girls were little," my mother protested.
"I don't remember her. She's been away for so many years. Why do I have to be excited about her presence here?"
My mother made a face, and then smiled. "Come on, Lily. You'll love seeing your sister."
Lily came in the living room and my heartbeat stopped. It was not Lily, but Linda, the girl I had kissed back at the shopping mall. She looked gorgeous just the way I had met her and touched her. I was in panic. Did my mother really say that girl was my...
"Come on, hug your sister, Karin."
"Nice to meet you, Karin!" Linda (that is, Lily) said. I blushed. I couldn't look at her. It felt so embarrassing to kiss my own sister without knowing!
"Hi, Lily," I greeted coldly because I was so mad at that bitch. She was smiling at me when she should have been as embarrassed as I was. I rubbed my lips. They were marked with the imprint of my own sister's kiss on them. To make things worse, I was still attracted to Lily, aka, Linda. She had lied to me. It was her fault that we had made a serious mistake because I would never have kissed her mouth if she had told me her real name. Then it suddenly hit me that I had kissed Lily
before
asking her name.
When Mom left us alone in my room, I mumbled:
"Why didn't you tell your real name back in the mall, Lily?"
"I never say my real name or my personal information to someone I've just met in another city."
"Although kissing a stranger on the lips is completely normal to you," I said sharply.
"I just thought you were cute," she smiled with those attracted red lips of hers. "I didn't have a clue you were my sister."
"We could have avoided this embarrassment if you had been honest in the first place. You said you were visiting your grandma. When we said good-bye, you made a slip-up and said you would visit
your Mom.
Lies don't last long!"
"I'm glad I didn't tell you the truth. I loved kissing you. Now, why didn't you answer my call? This means you would never talk to me again if I hadn't come to your house as your sister, would you?"
"No, I wouldn't because I got a girlfriend and I plan to be faithful to her from now on."
"Oh, the puritan. Well, that's bad, because I just want to kiss you again!"
"You're so sick! You know we're sisters and you still want to kiss me?"
"I haven't lived with you my entire life. I don't see you as my younger sister."
"Well, now we know we're family, and kissing again wouldn't be acceptable at all."
"Are you sure, babe?" Lily chuckled. She came close to me and put her hands on my shoulders. Her perfume smelled really well and she declared; "If you don't kiss me now, I might tell mom about our incident and I may tell your girlfriend you had the hots for me."
"Are you so nasty you're blackmailing me?" I snarled.
"I think I am," she giggled. I felt horny inside because I wanted her. It didn't feel she was a member of my family either. Besides, she was too beautiful. Her eyes were so light green you could tell she wore contact lenses although they were as natural as her beauty. Her lips were super red and she showed healthy white teeth when she smiled. I kissed her and tasted strawberries on her lips, with her breath carrying the sweet scent of fruit, and I moaned like a whore. She lay on my bed and I lay on top of her stroking her red hair and touching her shoulders.
"You love me, don't you," Lily giggled when we stopped making out so I could take a deep breath. I could taste her on my mouth and it was adorable.
