I have always known I was bisexual, and after a really hard breakup with my ex boyfriend, I was finally diving full into my curiosities of being with a woman. I had downloaded an app, set my preferences to "Both", and started swiping between males and females alike, which led me to Anna.
I'm 5'2, with a 26 inch waist, 39 inch hips, long black hair that reaches passed my ass, brown eyes, & a handfuls worth of breasts. Anna was about 5'5, had a fuller waist than me with medium length brown hair, bright green eyes, delicious looking lips, & the heaviest tits that I craved instantly the moment I swiped. We matched.
We started talking casually & frequently, which not too long after, always led to telling each other how badly we wanted to fuck each other. She would send me the hottest pictures of her body, her delicious pussy, soaped up in the bath tub, and videos of her pounding fingers & her vibrator in and out of her tight little hole while I heard her moans.
Between the amount of orgasms we would give each other through text, we sometimes had serious conversations. I had always told her how badly I wanted to meet her, as she lives a mere 15 minutes away from my house, but she explained to me that her severe social anxiety kept her from doing so, no matter how badly she wished she could.
I never forced her into it, and finally, after 3 years, we met last Summer. The day she agreed to finally hang out, I swear I was the most excited I had ever been, and instantly aroused at all of the scenarios I had running through my head, which pretty much all involved my mouth on her pussy.
I had picked her up that night and we decided we'd go to her favorite bar, as she was already familiar and comfortable with the setting. We ordered our drinks and after the second round with a shot in between, she became a lot more comfortable with me.
We had our hands on each other's thighs, constantly making eye contact. The sexual tension building. I had told her I needed to use the restroom, so I got up and walked.
After I was done & opened the stall door, there she was, standing by the sinks. She smiled at me as I wash my hands & I told her,
"I didn't expect you to be here."
As I was drying them she locked her eyes on mine and said,
"I couldn't wait anymore."
That was when she kissed me.
Soft at first, and I felt the electricity flow through my entire body. Finally feeling her mouth on mine, & her body pressed against me, I felt all of my blood rushing between my legs. She pushed me against the wall, our mouths opened, and I loved feeling her tongue wrestle against mine.
I wanted her, right then and there, but of course another woman walked in, so we separated. I was beyond turned on at this point. When we sat back down at the bar, we spent a majority of our time eye fucking each other, massaging each other's inner thighs, and all bets were off.
We finished our drinks, I paid the tab, and we made our way back to my car. The parking lot had multiple cars in it, along with a street light, but at this point we didn't care who saw what. The second we got in my car, we shut the doors and attacked each other.
Our tongues were fighting furiously while we moaned into each other's mouths. I ran my hand up the back of her neck, grabbed a handful of her hair from the scalp, and pulled her head back while I bit her neck. After hearing the moan she let out, I could feel how soaked my panties were.
