I'm eighteen and have been in a loving relationship with my bf for seven months now. Who is 23 and damn fine. ;) And i love him like crazy and we talk of marriage and growing old. I also have a best friend who I've known since first grade who is my age. We have always been there for each other and both have a passion to play/write music and we perform occasionally. Before I got serious with my boyfriend and decided to be with him, me and my best friend had an odd encounter. I had always found her attractive and always was curious about her body an new she had previously dated a girl for three years.. I noticed on stage when we performed (I play guitar) that her voice always gave me goosebumps up my spine and i always found it oddly intimate. Anyway, one night we were having a normal girl sleepover and we smoked a lot of bud and were pretty high and wanted to call it a night so we both squeezed in my twin bed. It was dark and I was so close to her I just had an urge to kiss the back of her neck but I was scared how she would take it because we were just friends. Finally I asked her if I could kiss her and she half-laughed and then denied me but I didn't give up. I asked again and she said she was no longer lesbian and I said that was bullshit. She was still turned away from me and so I just put my hand on her hip and began rubbing her softly back and forth, relaxing her. Finally I was able to pull her down so she was on her back and I moved my hand to her hips, rubbing again back and forth gently. I could feel her giving in, and I knew she was enjoying my touch. I told her to let me kiss her, and I took one. We began kissing and it was soft and unfamiliar. The first time I ever really was able to really kiss a girl. After a few minutes, she gets up and gets on top of me an begins to pull down my pants. I let her admittedly. In a weird way, I know I could trust her because she was my best friend and i was sure our friendship could handle something like this. She kissed my stomach a couple of times and then spread my legs and licked me... Gentle and warm and holy fuck she knew what she was doing. I let her have me and ran my fingers through her hair, softly crying her name. I was forced to be quiet because my mother was sleeping in the next room.. But I knew she'd never suspect anything. Then she pushes a finger in me and I cry again. It was the most amazing thing I've ever felt. She played with me in a way a man never could. She was gentle and persistent and kept up a sweet study pace. Licking me again and again, in time with pushing her soft fingers in me over and over, letting her knuckles lightly slap against the outside of my pussy.. It was a short intense 10 minutes maybe until she had me, and pushed me until i couldnt take it. i moaned her name once more, and just saying it make me come, and hard. it was one of the best orgasm I've ever had; long and smooth, and she didn't stop until I pulled her hand away. I knew she was tasting me... It drove me insane. After she came back up and i grabbed her face and kissed her one last time. I asked her if i could take care of her and she said she was on her period.. Which explains why she rejected me for so long. We passed out and spent the next two-three weeks trying to forget what happened and are still good friends to this day with boyfriends we both love. Yet I find myself constantly thinking of what happened. I think part of the reason is because my boyfriend works late hours so we don't have the chance to make love alot becuse i have school and work. I want him and crave him while he's away because he has my heart truly.. But I fantasize of having a girl to play with on the side. I think there's nothing sexier then a girl who takes care of herself and had a nice smile. And hearing a girl moan.. Holy shit. I just want to make a girl feel good and kiss,lick and suck on her until I hear her cry.. But when I asked my bf how he would feel about me with a woman he looked heart broken, and I can't see him like that so I let it go. But I never stop thinking about it. Also I feel guilty about it because I come from a family who doesn't believe in gays. And feel as though its looked down upon so I should sit press my urges.. I don't know if I would fuck my friend again because it was so awkward after the first time but sometimes I wonder what if it wasn't?? Or what if we were one Day unhappy in our relationships, would she ever play with me again?? It's weird knowing I sometimes want her, because I find alot of girls slutty and repulsive, and am attracted to her for the precise reason that we are so similar, share common interests, can talk about anything, can chill an smoke together. And I don't think she's a nasty fucking fake c**t like alot of women in this world. But if having the chance, I would pass.. What me and my bf have his great. But I can't help the way I feel about women..