My Secret Girlfriend

As young girls, pre and after puberty we went topless in our house. No father, no brother, so we let our puppies out. But at fourteen my mother got aa boyfriend, Andree had to cover up.

I go to college, safe in my dorm room, I enjoyed going topless. My roommate, a private girl, refused to show me her boobs, much less showing me her female parts. I accused her of holding back, bring a secret boy, enjoying my tits, and I wanted to see. One night, after we were in bed I asked her to take off her top, I was going to get up and go get in bed with her.

She grabbed her top preventing me from seeing her boobs. I did 'feel' her up, and she does have boobs. I put my hand down her front, and yes, she has girl parts. I stayed in her bed, spooned her all night. In the morning I told her I wanted to shower with her. She kept her hands over her boobs, her hand over her girl parts. But I managed to get my hand in and lather her up.

I'm not a lesbian per se, more open minded. She's a closet lesbian, embarrassed and frightened. I take care of her, we live off campus now. We keep up appearances, but spoon all night long. She lets me kiss her in the dark, and suck a titty. Twice, she relented and I got to eat her into an orgasm, her first.

I won't give her up, expose her, embarrass her. I'll take her with me when we graduate, best friends from college rooming together. I want to take the summer off, take her somewhere where no one knows us. Ireland comes to mind. Our secret honeymoon.