Me and Anne had known each other for years.
She's a good 3 inches taller than me, very slender and very beautiful. I had known she was into girls from the beginning, mostly because she kinda hit on me back when we first met. I had always found women attractive but men had always been able to hold my interest just fine so I never considered pursuing anything with another woman so we stayed just friends.

My boyfriend had been gone the past 2 weeks 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 only gave an awkward chuckle.
"You know... I really do feel that way... about you," she said after a few moments, "I've always been a bit jealous of your boyfriend, getting to touch you... and love you."

I wasn't sure how to respond. So I stayed silent and tried to process what just happened.
After a brief silence she nervously stammered "I..I'm sorry I shouldn't have..."

"No! no, it's alright." I stopped her. "There's nothing wrong with that. I can't say that I haven't had similar feelings about you."
"You don't have to say that." She replied, "You and your boyfriend are happy and I know you don't share my feelings and I'm ok with that."
"But I think I do have to say that because it's true." I say while turning to face her, "You're very beautiful and I've often seen girls you were with and wondered what it would be like to be them. Don't get me wrong, I love my boyfriend but... well... I've never really been able to shake my feelings for you. I had just resigned to the idea that you and I would never be able to 'go there.'"

She looked in my eyes and with a soft smile she asked "So you've never been with a another woman?"
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 anyone else. 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? Would I even tell him?
A million thoughts cascaded through my mind in an instant and just as quickly as they had flooded in they vanished as her tongue slid between my lips. It searched to taste me and realized that I 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 before I could realize what had happened, 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. He face showed such love and satisfaction as if she had been aching to do that since we met. She let me take off her shirt and bra. She was so beautiful. I had never seen her naked though I had imagined it despite not being willing to admit that my thoughts were sexual. The details of her features were not what I would have expected but as I let my hands explore her skin I would never have wanted them to be different, she was perfect.

She leaned back down, kissing me and pressing her bare chest against mine. 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, nibbling and kissing as she went. I couldn't help but moan when her soft, wet lips wrapped around my nipple, sucking it gently.

Her hands moved down my belly to the edge of my pants letting her fingers glide around the edge coaxing them lower and driving me insane with anticipation. My pussy was begging for the touch of her fingers, her lips, her love. My pants and panties now halfway down my hips she kissed her way across my belly down finally meeting the soft hair of my pussy. Finally she pulled away my panties that were now completely soaked through. Her tongue got it's first taste of me. Sliding across my lips. With every touch I wanted to shout how much I loved her but the pleasure was so great I couldn't form a single word. She gently slid a finger between my lips. Exploring my dripping pussy, her finger moved upward, briefly dipping inside my hole, sliding up gently pausing on my clit, only for a moment, just long enough draw a moan of deep pleasure. 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 my leg and let her soft, wet mound slide up my thigh leaving a trail of her juices. Her warmth moved up along with my passion and excitement til her wetness finally reached mine. Her hips thrust her pussy against mine, I felt our juices mingling as my lips 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.
Our bodies moved in unison, it felt like an ocean of warmth between us. The culmination of the passion we had both held so hidden and so repressed, finally in a torrent of skin, fingers, moans and screams it was released bringing a satisfaction we had only dreamt about.

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, thank you." I replied, "I love you, But I'm still going to make you clean this couch."