Unexpected Love

"Morning mom," I said as I walked into the kitchen the morning I turned 18. "Happy Birthday! You're 18, an adult!" she said, hugging me tight. "Yeah. Hard to believe, huh?" Mom nodded. 

My name is Roxanne, but my friends call my Roxie. I'm 5'3'' and 110 lbs. I have dark blonde hair down to my perfectly rounded ass and a pair of sparkling, green eyes. I have a nice body too, a pair of 32B tits, flat tummy, and long, tanned legs. 

"You better leave or you're gonna be late to school," Mom said as she rushed me out of the kitchen. "By Mom," I said as I got into my car and drove to my best friend's house to pick her up. "Happy Birthday Roxie!!!" she screamed as she joined me in my car. "Thanks, Taylor," I said as I drove to school. "But you have to wait till your party to get your present." I laughed.

Taylor was older than me, having turned 18 7 months ago. She was only in an inch taller than me, but she was a bit plump weighing about 135 lbs. But she had a pair of 36D tits to die for. And and ass even I admired. She had blue eyes, gorgeous auburn hair to her shoulders, and tan complexion. 

As I parked my car in the school parking lot, Taylor turned to me and said, "Roxie... I really need to talk to you...but not here. Will your mom be at work when you get home?" she asked. "She should be...why?"I replied. "Well, Can I come over to your house? You know, to talk. It's important." she was starting to scare me. "Umm...ok, i guess." She smiled a small, sexy smile and said, "Don't worry, I think you'll like what I have to say." With that she took my hand and put it to her lips, lightly kissing it. She quickly got out of the car and ran to the building. I, on the other hand, was confused, and slightly scared. What had just happened? Was I jus imagining it when she kissed my hand or was there a look in her eye that said it wasn't just a friendly, happy birthday kiss? 

By the time I worked myself up to go inside, I was 5 min. late to class. But I didn't care. I couldn't stop thinking about Taylor. It didn't help that she was sitting right next to me in Economics class. 

Taylor's never made it a secret that she's bi. I've known that since the day I met her. Was I bi too? Maybe. I didn’t exactly object when she kissed my hand…and I didn’t dislike it at all… I’ve never thought about sex with another woman before…but now that I think of it, it doesn’t gross me out or anything. That confession scared me and Taylor noticed my stricken expression. “You ok?” she asked. All I could do was nod. She placed her hand on my shoulder and comforted me. I was positive now. Just by the way she was looking at me…I just knew. 

I was even more stricken when I felt my pussy get wet at the thought. I crossed my legs and willed myself to calm down, but to no avail. Taylor’s hand was still on my shoulder, making me wetter still. I had to get some relief. Quick. I got a pass to the bathroom and rushed there. But there were other girls there so I had to settle with splashing my face with cold water… bad idea. It actually made it worse. I groaned when I heard the bell ring, dismissing 1st period. 

By the time the bell rang at 3:00 dismissing school, I wasn’t even fighting it anymore. What’s the use? I thought to myself. Taylor was already waiting by my car. “Hey chick,” she said. I swore that she just winked at me. I shook it off and drove, slowly, home. “Come on,” she said as we walked in my house. She pulled me upstairs to my room and closed the door. “Now, I get the feeling you know what I wanna talk to you about.” I nodded. She walked closer until she was a foot away with my back to the wall. “Well?” she asked, putting her face near mine. 

“W…well what?” I stuttered. “This,” she said and pressed her lips to mine. I whimpered as she pressed her body up against mine. I felt her tongue rub their way past my lips and into my mouth, rubbing against my own tongue. She placed her hands on my ass and pressed me to her. My arms came up and circled her neck, my fingers running through her hair. She felt my acceptance and broke the kiss. She grabbed my hand and lead me to my bed. She sat down and stood me in front of her. “Roxie?” she asked as she placed her hands on my hips. She was asking for my permission. “Yes, Taylor. Yes.” 

She started sliding one hand up the side of my thigh, under my black mini skirt. When she reached my thong, she hooked her thumb on it and pulled it down my legs. I stepped out of it. This time, her hand went up the inside of my thighs, straight to my shaved pussy. Her finger immediately found my clit. I moaned as she rubbed circles and then inserted 2 fingers into my pussy. With her free hand she reached around and unzipped my skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She stood up and removed my shirt and bra. She kissed me again and worked her way to my neck, then to my tits. I moaned again.

She was still fully dressed and I pushed her away and pulled her top off, exposing her big tits concealed in a very sexy black bra. Next, I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and pulled them off her, the whole time we stared into each other's eyes. Slowly, I reached behind her and undid her bra hook and flung it aside. I lightly kissed the soft skin of her breast. Using my tongue to excite her even more. I felt her fingers pulling in my hair, and her head was thrown back. I took her nipple, now almost 1 1/2 in long, into my waiting mouth and sucked it. 

"Roxie," she moaned and I responded, pulling away and moving my way down her stomach. When I got to the edge of her panties, I hooked my thumbs in the waistband and pulled them off, exposing her shaved pussy. I kissed her bare mound and her thighs. She pulled me up and threw me on my bed. she parted my thighs and knelt down on the ground between them. She started to devour my soaking wet pussy. First, working on my clit, making tiny, stabbing motions. I was about to cum when she backed off. She kept teasing me until I couldn't take any more and I yelled, "Please Taylor! Fuck me!!!" That's all she needed to hear, for she gave my clit one last flick and I felt a huge orgasm rock through my body. I moaned and felt my pussy gush cum out all over Taylor's face, but she slurped up every last drop. 

When we both settled down, she came up by me and kissed me softly. I could taste my pussy juice on her sweet tounge. "My turn," I said as I pulled away and knelt between her thighs. I started off slowly, enjoying my first taste of her sweet/salty pussy. I was tentative at first, afraid I would do something wrong. Taylor scensed this and said, "Roxie, just do what feels right." So I did. First, I flicked my tounge over her clit a few times, then I stretched my tounge up into her vagina, reaching as high as I could. I went back to her clit and pushed 2 fingers into her. She groaned and I felt her thighs tremble slightly. "Roxie," she gasped as sucked on her clit. "I'm... gonna...cum!!!" With that a stream of cum gushed out and I swallowed up as much as I could, but some still escaped my question mouth. 

I stood up and collapsed onto the bed next to Taylor and embraced her tightly. "Taylor, I love you," I said. "I love you to, chick." We kissed and fell asleep in each other's arms. My mom's screams woke us up about an hour later. We fought for a while, and I ended upstaying the night at Taylor's house. Her mom is so cool and she accept Taylor for what she is... bisexual. She accepted me too. In the end, I moved in with Taylor and her mom and to this day, we live together and have sex every night. I haven't seen or talked to my family since then, they had disowned me for being me. All I can say is... fuck them. I'm happy as I am.