Me and Anne had known each other for years. She's a good 6 inches taller than me, very slender and very beautiful. I had known she was into girls from the beginning, mostly because she asked me for a date back when we first met. I had always found women attractive but I liked guys too so I never considered a relationship with another woman so we stayed just friends.

My boyfriend had been gone the past week and a half so I was feeling a bit lonely and horny. Anne came over to hang out and watch a movie. During the movie I made a comment, somewhat jokingly, about how attractive the lead actress was. To which Anne responded with a similar comment about me. I laughed but she didn't. "I really do feel that way... about you," she said, "I've always been a bit jealous of your boyfriend, getting to touch you... and love you."

I wasn't sure how to respond. After a brief silence she nervously stammered "I'm sorry I shouldn't have..."

She looked in my eyes and with a soft smile she asked "So you've never been with a another girl?"
I shook my head and looked away. Her hand on my chin gently drew my eyes back toward hers. Her face was so close to mine I could feel her breath on my lips. The torrent of thoughts and emotions coursing through my mind ceased in an instant as I closed my eyes and our lips connected.

I could hardly believe this was happening. Kissing her was different than kissing a guy. She was so soft, so tender. As her hand reached around the back of my neck I thought of my boyfriend. What would he think of this? Would he be angry, or just disappointed that we didn't include him? Either way I was so horny and had wanted this for so long that I couldn't stop myself now.

We laid back on the couch. She was on top with one hand behind my head, fingers through my hair and the other around my waist pulling my body up against hers. Her hand moved down my back and under my shirt. Her nimble fingers felt so good against my skin. I could feel every crease and every texture as they danced across my back. They found the clasp of my bra and in what seemed like a very practiced maneuver she unhooked my bra, sat up and in an instant my shirt and bra were on the floor. She paused for a moment as she lightly ran her finger tips across my breasts, circling my erect nipples. She let me take off her shirt and bra. She was so beautiful. I was surprised at how large her nipples were as I massaged them gently.

She leaned back down, kissing me and pressing her bare chest against my own. Her hard nipples pressed into my chest was such an amazing feeling. Her lips moved to my ear, nibbling it, which made me laugh just a bit. My laughter subsided as she moved down my neck to my shoulder and then my chest. I couldn't help but moan when her soft, wet lips wrapped around my nipple, sucking gently.

Her hands moved down my belly and began removing my pants. My pussy was begging for the touch of her fingers, her lips, her love. With my pants undone she slid her hand down on my soft panties that were now completely soaked through. With every stroke I wanted to shout how much I loved her but the pleasure was so great I could not form a single word. But she wasn't ready to finish me off yet.

She stopped and removed the last bits of clothing from me and herself. And finally we were completely naked. She straddled one leg as I felt her smooth, wet mound greet my own. Her hips thrust her pussy against mine, I felt our juices mingling as my clit kissed hers again and again. So wet, so beautiful, so amazing. Her moans echoed my own as they grew louder, more passionate. She leaned back using the full weight of her body grinding my cunt into hers. I felt her coming as her body convulsed and mine along with her.

At last it was over and she laid down beside me, kissed my cheek and asked "Was it anything like you imagined?"
"So much more," I replied, "But I'm still going to make you clean this couch."