Sleepover Confession

I love my best friend. She is funny, kind, generous, loyal, and a joy to have in my life. We have been on double dates, holidays and many social events together. We are both rampant heterosexuals.

One weekend after a night out in local bars, we ended up back at my parents’ house and shared my bed. We had done this many times over the years, especially when we were at school together. We usually laugh, chat and put the world to rights whilst we cuddle in bed. However, this one night, things changed; lines were crossed for the first time, and as a result, I’m shocked and confused.

It started as normal chatting about our friends and future partners. We were both in our PJ’s lay in my double bed in the early hours of the morning. Maybe due to the alcohol or love for my friend, my hand somehow found its way into her PJ bottoms. My best friend didn’t seem to notice at first and just carried on giggling about some story she was telling me. She stopped talking when my finger entered her vagina. The silence crashed about us, and the atmosphere just changed. I started to kiss her like a boyfriend, and for the first time, I had my hands on all her intimate feminine places.

Over the next hour or so, without a word being said, we made love to each other. We were both naked, and we touched, kissed and sucked every part of each other’s bodies. I touched and tasted another girl's pussy for the first time and loved it. I came several times, as did my friend. I have never felt so sexually satisfied in my life. I now don’t know what I am? Am I gay, straight, bi or none of the above? I still dream of boys and cock, but I also dream of having another night with my best friend.